Jimmie Dale Gilmore - Long

Well I left my home searching up for green grass
Headed for Pine Ridge and points beyond
But on the road I met an impasse
Every direction looked just like home

There is a road there is a mountain
With many stops along the way
How many days I am not counting
It's been a long long time you've been away

Well a flower grows in a deep dark canyon
Where the river wanders to leave the trail
And the night bird searches for her companion
Who sings of sunlight behind the veil