Testi musica canzoni

THE OLD TRAIL

WRITERS CHARLES JOHN QUARTO, STEVE GILLETTE

There’s a new ridge road that cuts the mountain
to the bone. Slices through the woods like there
ain’t nobody home. You wheel on up the valley
view. You’ll never feel the climb. Oh but
I’ll take the old trail every time.

The old trail, just mosies right along, moves at
the speed of a sweet love song and the wind
through the trees carries her own wind chimes.
Yeah I’ll take the old trail every time.

Lately it seems things vanish by degrees. How
soon we forget we made our tree houses out of
trees. When we going to realize some reasons just
don’t rhyme. Yeah I take the old trail every
time.

The old trail. Now may she never fade. The one
where the deer always have the right of way. How
I love to watch the wintergreen along the timber
lines. Yes I’ll take the old trail every time.

People all in cars let the radios do the talking
but I always find that I’m singing when I’m
walking.

The old trail just mosies right along. Moves at
the speed of a sweet love song and the wind
through the trees carries her own wind chimes.
Yeah I’ll take the old trail every time. I take
the old trail every time.