Story Behind The Song
Just letting my mind wander about an old abandoned house along the highway
| Song Length |
3:44 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
Life, Home |
| |
Lyrics
First time I saw her
I was topping a hill
Driving down I-35
Her windows were shattered
Her roof was in tatters
No one had lived there in years
It got me to wondering,
How long she'd been there
What stories she'd tell
If she spoke
About life on the plains
The struggles the gains
Before this old highway was here
I know change must occur
And I'm glad this roads here
I just wonder what we lose
in exchange
'Cause I'll grow old too
But life will go on
Will I end up alone just
like her
I bet she was pretty
I bet she was grand
I know she weathered many
a storm
Who passed through he doors
Who said grace in her halls
Who hung stockings there on
Christmas eve
I wish she could talk
I wish she could tell
Of all of the things
That she's seen
The families she's raise
The crops that were laid
When she sat here alone on
the plains
So when did they leave
Why did they leave
Did this old highway
change everything
It must have been hard
It must have been tough
To see them leave you
down I-35