Honeysuckle Blue

Feel the southern breezes and the southern wind Blowin' down around on the bend D'Agostino's late last night I saw a boy fifteen on the road With nothing in the pocket, his hand to the sky up, nowhere else to go Can you see it or believe it? To send the corner man he's never been So come with me I'll show you where the dogwood's bloom it's true Lost and found and lost again to the honeysuckle blue Runnin' through these caverns of gold runs a river of death indeed An old hotel serves as a shelter for children of the street Abandoned by the promised land, set sail on your own How much longer will the well be dry for those who roam? I got a ticket in my pocket To send the corner man he's never been Have you ever seen the blue ridge mountains, boy Or the Chattahoochee or the honeysuckle blue? Come here to promised land Stand aside to understand Far too close to see things through Once on [Incomprehensible], once [Incomprehensible] Come here to promised land Stand aside to understand Far too close to see things through Once on [Incomprehensible], once [Incomprehensible] Come here to promised land Stand aside to understand Far too close to see things through Lost and found and lost again to the honeysuckle blue