Seven hours from the one I love
Seven hours from the one I love
And I… won’t – even – begin to cross – A single state line, before I get there
The pan is wide and the handle’s long
The task is this and the road is all
And I’ll… have to fill – fill it up – three times at the Emoco before I get there
Seven hours from the one I love Seven hours from the one I love
The ruby red’s came in sweet this year
I love the - rougey, supple way they hang there
And my life – it takes – A shift – A wide and decided turn… from here
Seven hours from the one I love Seven hours from the one I love
You gotta go North to get South of here
That’s what the city folk say down here
And he’s – waiting – at the end…of a sandy forked road – for me, to get there
Seven hours from the one I love Seven hours from the one I love
Seven hours from the one I love Seven hours from the one I love