North Of Forty - Amelia Earhart Returns

NORTH OF FORTY

 

 

VERSE
The world looks different on my side of the map, there’s gravel running under your wheels.
You never think you’ll make it back to a four lane road.
On my side of town there’s honky-tonks– killing everything you feel
There’s no straight shot to the blacktop – not for me.

CHORUS
North of forty – it’s hard to believe I found my way like some falling leaf,
Blowing on back roads, caught on a breeze, mile posts flying forty-one, two, three.
No one thought I’d make it – not even me.
North of forty.

VERSE
Well the Devil’s after me since I was a kid, no sense telling a lie,
This heart on my sleeve hid by ink I’ve outgrown.
I seem to find all the losing kind, lined up on long empty nights.
There’s no right side of the tracks – not for me.

CHORUS
North of forty – it’s hard to believe I found my way like some falling leaf,
Blowing on back roads, caught on a breeze, mile posts flying forty-one, two, three.
No one thought I’d make it – not even me.
North of forty.

BRIDGE
Some days I wanted to stop and just let go,
But without that path I’d be on a different road – north of forty.

CHORUS
North of forty – it’s hard to believe I found my way like some falling leaf,
Blowing on back roads, caught on a breeze, mile posts flying forty-one, two, three.
No one thought I’d make it – not even me.
North of forty.
North of forty.

 

Songwriter: Linda Schaible

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