by Townes Van Zandt
There`s no stronger wind than the one that blows
down a lonesome railroad line
No prettier sight than looking back
on a town you left behind
There is nothin` that`s as real
as a love that`s in my mind
Close your eyes
I`ll be here in the morning
close your eyes
I`ll be here for a while
There`s lots of things along the road
I`d surely like to see
I`d like to lean into the wind
and tell myself I`m free
but your softest whisper`s louder
than the highways call to me
All the mountains and the rivers
and the valleys can`t compare
to your blue lit dancin` eyes
and yellow shining hair
I could never hit the open road
and leave you layin` there
Lay your head back easy, love,
close your cryin` eyes
I`ll be layin` here beside you
when the sun comes on the rise
I`ll stay as long as the cuckoo wails
and the lonesome bluejay cries.