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This hauntingly beautiful, little-known song by Pam Tillis was perfect to showcase some of this continent's spectacular rivers and highways.
The River more...And The Highway
She follows the path of least resistance. She doesn't care to see the mountain top. She twists and turns with no regard to distance. She never comes to a stop.
And she rolls, she's a river. Where she goes, time will tell. Heaven knows, he can't go with her. And she rolls, all by herself. All by herself.
He's headed for a single destination. He doesn't care what's standing in his path. He's a line between two points of separation. He ends just where it says to on the map.
And he rolls, he's a highway. Where he goes, time will tell. Heaven knows, she can't go with him. And he rolls, all by himself. All by himself.
And every now and then, he offers her a shoulder. And every now and then, she overflows. And every now and then, a bridge crosses over. It's a moment that every lover knows.
And she rolls (and he rolls), she's a river (he's a highway). Where she goes (where he goes), time will tell (time will tell). Heaven knows, she can't go with him (he can't go with her). And she rolls, all by herself. And he rolls, all by himself.
Fare thee well. less
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