Every Mile a Memory

Country Roads, old theatre marquee signs; Parkin' lots, and billboards flyin' by. Spanish mosques, little hick town squares; Wild roses on a river bank: girl its almost like you're there Oh, every mile, a memory; every song, another scene, From some old movie going back in time you and me. Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound, Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams: Every mile, a memory. Red sun down, out across the western sky, Takes me back to the fire in your eyes. Texas stars in a purple night. Not seein' 'em with you baby: oh, they never do it right, no. Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene, From some old movie going back in time you and me. Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound, Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams: Every mile, a memory. Funny how no matter where I run, Round every bend I only see, Just how far I haven't come. Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene, From some old movie going back in time you and me. Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound, Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams: Every mile, a memory; Every mile, a memory; Every mile, a memory.