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Nanci Griffith( Nanci Caroline Griffith )
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I'm Not Drivin' These Wheels (Bring the Prose to the Wheel)
Lyricist:Nanci Griffith
Boston to Southshore on the back of the bus It's the last winter storm of the season and such I am lost to the fiction of the book in my lap The snow makes me drowsy while the dreams roll and tumble
It's a long way to Texas, it's a long way back home It's a three hour flight on the plane when I go Away from this snow from Boston to Southshore Where the dreams roll and tumble and bring the prose to the wheel
Bring the prose to the wheel, I'm not drivin' these wheels I'm not drivin' these wheels Bring the prose to the wheel, I'm not drivin' these wheels I'm not drivin' these wheels, today
Face in the window, it's one I should know But it's never been haloed by New England snow And the child 'cross the isle is sleepin' away While the soldier behind me lets his dreams roll and tumble my way
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This cradle of the interstate makes me weary of dreams The hurt that they cause is now restless it seems Oh soldier, dear soldier, you keep your dreams to yourself My heart's rolled and tumbled until they put it on the shelf
Bring the prose to the wheel, I'm not drivin' these wheels I'm not drivin' these wheels Bring the prose to the wheel, I'm not drivin' these wheels I'm not drivin' these wheels, today
Boston to Southshore on the back of the bus It's the last winter storm of the season and such And I am lost to the fiction of the book in my lap The snow makes me drowsy while the dreams roll and tumble
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