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DUSTY MILES<\/span><\/h1>\n

FIREROAD VOL: 1 LYRICS<\/span><\/span><\/h3>\n

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ECHO BLUE<\/span><\/h5>\n

Echo Blue<\/span>
I dream of you<\/span>
I run right into you
<\/span>Echo Blue<\/span><\/p>\n

I run right into you<\/span>
Echo Blue<\/span><\/p>\n

Now and then, I think of you<\/span>
And my heart calls out your name<\/span>
Do you feel the same?<\/span><\/p>\n

My heart calls out your name<\/span>
Feel the same<\/span>
I’d run right into you
<\/span>Echo Blue<\/span><\/p>\n

Run right into you<\/span>
Echo Blue<\/span><\/p>\n

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WHERE THE ROAD MEETS THE RIVER<\/span><\/h5>\n

She said take me down where the road meets the river<\/span>
This one horse town got me feeling like a prisoner on full lock down<\/span>
And I wanna tunnel my way out<\/span><\/p>\n

She said when school is out would you take me to the river?<\/span>
And park way down where the drivers cannot see us<\/span>
Turn the headlights out<\/span>
I got some things I need to say aloud<\/span><\/p>\n

She would light one up and burn it down<\/span>
And run her mouth ’bout the boys in town<\/span>
And how they’d push her around<\/span><\/p>\n

We could burn our bridges, cut all ties<\/span>
Stiff middle fingers for a last goodbyes<\/span>
Would you take me now?<\/span><\/p>\n

She said take me down where the road meets the river<\/span>
My hearts’ torn out and I’m full of piss and vinegar<\/span>
She’s on the ledge now<\/span>
And needs a friend to talk her down<\/span><\/p>\n

She said take me down where the road meets the river<\/span>
But my cars’ broke down it’s the slave or master cylinder<\/span>
So she clears on out <\/span>
There ain’t no stopping her now<\/span><\/p>\n

And she was running on empty and hotter then hell<\/span>
And her heads’ gonna crack if they keep on driving her into the ground<\/span><\/p>\n

We used to talk about climbing those walls and just taking flight<\/span>
In a hail of bullets just like Bonnie and Clyde<\/span>
Would you take me now?<\/span><\/p>\n

When word got out that she had gone missing<\/span>
I took a walk on out where she’d talk and I’d listen<\/span>
And all I found <\/span>
Were the cigarettes she burned down<\/span><\/p>\n

On unsteady ground where the road meets the river<\/span>
My heart pours out to her troubled disposition<\/span>
And I took a look around<\/span>
But she was nowhere<\/span><\/p>\n

And as time goes by I still think about<\/span>
If my wheels had of run could I have turned her around<\/span>
And put her fire out?<\/span><\/p>\n

There’s a young man out there that I used to know <\/span>
And he’s still hoping that she found a way out on to the open road<\/span><\/p>\n

She said take me down where the road meets the river<\/span>
This one horse town got me feeling like a prisoner<\/span><\/p>\n

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WAR SONG<\/span><\/h5>\n

Light is darkest ‘fore the dawn<\/span>
Sea is calmest \u2018fore the storm<\/span>
My will is strong my aim is true<\/span>
And in my sights the likes of you<\/span><\/p>\n

Our enemy stands upon the hill<\/span>
Wapping death ‘pon our bunkers brim<\/span>
If I shall not return<\/span>
Send a death letter to my love<\/span><\/p>\n

Lord guide my hand and aim it true<\/span>
And may his aim be straighter still<\/span>
For shall he fail I will return<\/span>
A shot that killed ten thousand sons<\/span><\/p>\n

When my dying breath has drawn<\/span>
When flesh and blood are torn and thrown<\/span>
We were nothing more then fuel to fire<\/span>
And as we burn our spirts rise<\/span><\/p>\n

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BORN TO LOSE<\/span><\/h5>\n

Got no friend in this town<\/span>
Got no confidant to confess my blues<\/span>
Got no right to gamble here<\/span>
Got no right to it lay down, risk it all on you<\/span><\/p>\n

I’m on a losing streak <\/span>
Thats brought me to me knees<\/span>
And now I’m begging you<\/span><\/p>\n

But want can I do when I’ve fallen for you<\/span>
I can’t take it back when my intentions are true<\/span>
Driven to drink my life down the sink<\/span>
Cause I can see in your eyes you don’t feel like I think<\/span><\/p>\n

Ohh Born to lose<\/span><\/p>\n

I got no way to get around<\/span>
Got no ride to take you on over the hill<\/span>
I got no aspirations<\/span>
Got no inclination on why I do what I do<\/span><\/p>\n

I never hit my peak<\/span>
Out on a losing streak<\/span>
And now I’m begging you<\/span><\/p>\n

But want can I do when I’ve fallen for you<\/span>
I can’t take it back when my intentions are true<\/span>
Driven to drink, my life down the sink<\/span>
Cause I can see in your eyes you don’t feel like I think<\/span><\/p>\n

Oh born to lose<\/span>
Mmm born to lose<\/span>
What can I do<\/span>
Mmm born to lose<\/span><\/p>\n

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LEAD ME HOME<\/span><\/h5>\n

She said I\u2019m going on up ahead b<\/span>ut I\u2019ll see you real soon<\/span>
From her hospital bed i<\/span>n a white painted room<\/span><\/p>\n

I was holding her hand w<\/span>hen she let go of hope<\/span>
A soul by a thread f<\/span>rom an old tethered rope<\/span><\/p>\n

Now life here on earth w<\/span>ell it just ain\u2019t the same<\/span>
Since you ran on off h<\/span>eaded into the flames<\/span><\/p>\n

I searched all the stars t<\/span>o find yours in the west<\/span>
And I dream every night a<\/span>bout meeting you there<\/span><\/p>\n

And your star will glow<\/span>
Leading me home<\/span><\/p>\n

Well I talk to ol\u2019 death a<\/span>nd he gives me some hope<\/span>
I may see you again a<\/span>t the end of my road<\/span><\/p>\n

A wreak in the dark ar<\/span>ound this bend or next<\/span>
And I\u2019ll go up in flames a<\/span>nd see you on up ahead<\/span><\/p>\n

And your will star glow<\/span>
Leading me home<\/span><\/p>\n

Your star will glow<\/span>
Leading me home<\/span><\/p>\n

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WILD HORSES<\/span><\/h5>\n

She had me broken in<\/span>
Wild horses<\/span>
And I was so restless<\/span>
Like the western wind<\/span><\/p>\n

On her river bed<\/span>
She laid me down<\/span>
And I was so restless<\/span>
Her hand ran ‘cross my brow<\/span><\/p>\n

If I was a wanted man<\/span>
I’d lay my riffle down<\/span>
If I was a preacher man<\/span>
I’d lay my bible down<\/span><\/p>\n

For she had me hopeless<\/span>
Like sinking ship<\/span>
And white water and wild horses<\/span>
Won’t let me breath<\/span><\/p>\n

Wild horses<\/span>
Wild horses
<\/span><\/span>Wild horses
Wild horses
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LAYING IN THE SUN<\/span><\/h5>\n

Feel the cool breeze<\/span>
Laying in the sun<\/span>
Baby with me<\/span>
Laying in the sun<\/span><\/p>\n

Laying in the sun<\/span><\/p>\n

Catfish swimming<\/span>
Laying in the sun<\/span>
Bull frogs singing<\/span>
Laying in the sun<\/span><\/p>\n

Laying in the sun<\/span><\/p>\n

Willows weeping<\/span>
Laying in the sun<\/span>
Dreamin’ day dreams<\/span>
Laying in the sun<\/span><\/p>\n

Laying in the sun<\/span><\/p>\n

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HEAVY LOAD AWAY<\/span><\/h5>\n

A burden so bad she was bound to break<\/span>
But don’t worry little baby ’cause I can take<\/span>
A heavy load away<\/span><\/p>\n

Rest a worried head on the bed that you made<\/span>
You better bite your tongue ’cause it will hurt to take<\/span>
This poor heavy load away<\/span><\/p>\n

Wrap it up gently and tie it in place<\/span>
We’ll lower it down the old dry well<\/span>
Where secrets keep safe<\/span><\/p>\n

And every night it’s calling you down<\/span>
Hush little baby oh don’t make a sound<\/span><\/p>\n

The thunder clouds and rain begin to clear away<\/span>
Don’t let it even pass your mind on your wedding day<\/span>
A heavy load away<\/span>
A heavy load away<\/span><\/p>\n

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RUSTIN’<\/span><\/h5>\n

Well my baby girl is long gone<\/span>
Well my baby girl is long gone<\/span>
While I fall behind singing lonesome songs<\/span><\/p>\n

Well I know it does me no good<\/span>
Well hell i know it does me no good<\/span>
Still going through life pining after you<\/span><\/p>\n

But now I’m feed up with <\/span>
I can feel the burden lifting<\/span><\/p>\n

Don’t wanna waste another minute rustin’ over you<\/span>
Not a another single minute rustin’ over you<\/span>
Laying low hanging on after we’re through<\/span>
Won’t waste another minute rustin’ over you<\/span><\/p>\n

Said god dam I can’t take it no longer<\/span>
I said god dam I can’t take it no longer<\/span>
Just like that old wreck out back<\/span>
Gonna restore myself to new<\/span><\/p>\n

Cause I’m feed up with <\/span>
But I can feel the burden lifting<\/span><\/p>\n

Don’t wanna waste another minute rustin’ over you<\/span>
Not a another single minute rustin’ over you<\/span>
Laying low hanging on after we’re through<\/span>
Won’t waste another minute rustin’ over you<\/span><\/p>\n

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SOME FIRES WON’T DIE<\/span><\/h5>\n

Long lost lover
My dear old flame
If only things had turned out different
Cause I still feel the same<\/span><\/p>\n

I move from town to town
On every season change
But everywhere I go
It still feels the same<\/span><\/p>\n

I spend so many nights listening to the wind blow
Thinking how I let you get away
And would you ever know
That I still hold a flame<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0Yeah you know that some fires just won\u2019t die
Never could forget lord knows I\u2019ve tried
Even if I could my hands are tied
\u2018Cause everybody know some fires won\u2019t die<\/span><\/p>\n

Old companion
The one I let get away
Its been so many years now
Since I have seen you face<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0I heard you settled down
Over those rolling plains
And wed an older man
Who keeps you warm and safe\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I spent so many nights looking out the window
Thinking on how I got this way
And would you ever know
That I still hold a flame<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0Yeah you know that some fires just won\u2019t die
Never could forget lord knows I\u2019ve tried
Even if I could my hands are tied
\u2018Cause everybody know some fires won\u2019t die<\/span><\/p>\n

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All lyrics copyrite Shane Hicks (aka Dusty Miles)<\/p>\n

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