There's a pale moon rising
Just east of the mountains
There's a river that winds
It’s lone way to the sea
All of yesterday's dreams
Are tucked in my back pocket
There's a new one that's taken
Me too long to see
Shoopti ty yi yay
Been a long way to travel
Whoopti ty yi yay
7
Still a long way to go
If the road runs me right
I'll be home before morning
Watching the pines
As they cover with snow
There's a wood fire burning
The sweet scent of cedar
Comes up like a memory
From out of the coals
It cradles me close
In the light from the fire
While the teakettle whistles
And the winter wind blows
It's a tattered old story
Worn out with the telling
The hows and the whys
You already know
And there's nothing like distance
To help you discover
All that you've gained
Or just what you let go

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