Almost Heaven, West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenan Doah River Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, blowing like
Today is the first day of the rest of my life. I awake as a child to see the world begin On monarch wings and birthday wanderings. I want to put on faces
To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean To ride on the crest of a wild raging storm To work in the service of life and the living In search of the
This song was first released on the Spirit album. It is the only album it has been released on. Born in the month of June No silver spoon to help you
What a friend we have in time Gives us children, makes us wine Tells us what to take or leave behind And the gifts of growing old Are the stories to
Got ripplin? waters to wake me To be more than my woman in love All pine trees are pointin? to see easily To see heaven above Blue spruce flamin? on
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Windsong album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album. Sing songs
In a spaceship over the mountains Chasing rainbows in the setting sun Leaving heart and home for the city of angels I feel my life is undone There are
Almost heaven, West Virginia Blue ridge mountains, Shenandoah river Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, growin' like a
The season is upon us now A time for gifts and giving And as the year draws to its close I think about my living The Christmastime when I was young
I see them dancing somewhere in the moonlight Somewhere in Alaska, somewhere in the sun I hear them singing a song for all lovers A song for the two
Been out on this highway now five days in a row My words all run together and my feet are movin' slow I've got to stop and eat while it's still light
There's a storm across the valley clouds are rollin' in the afternoon is heavy on your shoulders. There's a truck out on the four lane a mile or more
To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean, to ride on the crest of a wild raging storm To work in the service of life and living, in search of the
I guess growing isn't hard to do Just stand against the wall Once I was just two feet high Today I'm six feet tall But knowing who to listen to Is something
Tall in the saddle, we spend Christmas Day, driving the cattle over snow covered-plains. All of the good gifts given today, ours is the sky and the
Here I am closing my eyes again Trying so hard not to see All the things that I see Almost willing to lie again I swear that it just isn't so It just
Lullay, thou little tiny Child, By-bye lully, lullay. Lullay, thou little tiny Child, By-bye lully, lullay. O sisters too, how may we do For to