I’m Not Drivin’ These Wheels (Bring The Prose To The Wheel) Lyrics & Tabs by Nanci Griffith
I’m Not Drivin’ These Wheels (Bring The Prose To The Wheel)
guitar chords lyrics
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
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
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
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
