Joan Baez - Boulder To Birmingham Lyrics
I don't wanna hear a love songI got on this airplane just to flyI know there's life below meBut all that you can show meIs the prarie and the skyI don't wanna hear your sad storyAbout heartache and desireThe last time I felt like thisI was in the wildernessAnd the canyon was on fireAnd I stood on the mountain, in the nightAnd I watched it burn, I watched it burnI would rock my soul in the bosom of AbrahamI would hold my life in his saving graceI would walk all the way from Boulder to BirminghamIf I thought I could see, I could see your faceWell you really got me this timeAnd the hardest part is knowing I'll surviveI have come to listen for the soundOf the trucks as they move downOut on highway ninety fiveAnd pretend that it's the oceancoming down to wash me clean, to wash me cleanBaby do you know what I meanI would rock my soul in the bosom of AbrahamI would hold my life in his saving graceI would walk all the way from Boulder to BirminghamIf I thought I could see, I could see your face