Sorry for the bad sound quality.... I had my hands full.
When I come over the mountain
I take my time and gear it low
If I run off the mountain
Gather me up and send me home
It's hard to think of anything
When you are on my mind
Left hand on the steerin' wheel
Shoulder on the side
Straight up to the left of me
Nothing on the right
Trying not to look around
Knuckles turnin' white
When I come over the mountain
I take my time and gear it low
If I run off the mountain
Gather me up and send me home
I hit the road and paid the toll
I'm comin' home to you
Only thing between us is the distance
With a view
Don't know what to tell you
How long it will take
Know I'm not too far away
I'm crossin' Loudon lake
When I come over the mountain
I take my time and gear it low
If I run off the mountain
Gather me up and send me home
4 Comments:
Where's Jack?
He stayed home this time.
What the hay-ell? That looks so damn treacherous!
I did a little off roading on the way home. I was maybe 10 miles from the side road and 15 from the main road and 4 hours from home when I realized if I hit the mud and slid off the road and tumbled down the 150 foot (or so) drop That I might be in trouble since I really didn't have any bars on my phone and wasn't sure how to tell someone where I was even if I survived the initial incident... so I turned around as soon as the uphill shoulder wasn't too steep to climb so I could do a 3 point.
It was pretty great.
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