Dusty Gravel Lanes
Verse 1
Now back in '52 while riding the ridges blue
I happened upon a cabin in the pines
It took me back to my childhood days
Where I sometimes worked and played
I'm longing to go back there one more time.
Chorus
To go back (to go back), to go back (to go back)
For a visit and a chat with dear old friends
Somehow it just can't be, for my friends I just can't see
And the dusty gravel lanes don't seem the same.
Verse 2
Oh, those dusty gravel lanes, there's so many without names
And many I have traveled through the years
As I take a long look back, there's me and my old dog Jack
And memories of that old and tattered shack.
Verse 3
Well, I sat and prayed awhile, oh how it made me smile
Just to see all the things the Lord has made
I journeyed up to the cabin door,
Walked around on the old pine floor
What a pleasure it's been to come back home again.
And the dusty gravel lanes don't seem the same.
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