From the recording It Wasn't About the Money
Lyrics
Just a stretch of highway in your song
I’ve been longing to get back to you so long
Maybe it’s the beauty and the sound of your sweet name
It always pulls me back and takes me home again
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Out on the horizon, I can see the mountains risin
And I feel the comfort of a long lost friend
In my soul and in my spirit, I can almost hear it
And I know the answer’s waiting round the bend
Blowin in the Carolina wind
Carolina wind
I can’t see the forest for the trees
It always seems to go that way with me
When I cross that Pigeon River, know I’m almost there
Hangs upon the breeze and lingers in the air
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