The Gravel Road - James Newton Howard

How many girls choose cotton dress worlds When they could have satins and lace? To stand by her man through good times and bad Still keep a smile on her face How many hearts could build winters we know And still not turn cold? Oh, true love travels on a gravel road Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger On smooth streets paved with gold Oh, but true love travels on a gravel road (True love travels on a gravel road) Down through the years we've had hard times and tears But it only helped our love grow And we'll stay together no matter how strong the wind blows Not once have I seen your blue eyes filled with envy And stray from the one that you hold Oh, true love travels on a gravel road Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger On smooth streets paved with gold Oh, but true love travels on a gravel road Oh, true love travels on a gravel road It can get rough some times (True love travels on a gravel road) I want to travel with you, little girl

How many girls choose cotton dress worlds When they could have satins and lace? And stand by her man Never once letting shade touch her face How many hearts could live Through all the winters we've known And still not be cold? True love travels on a gravel road Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger All through streets paved with gold For true love travels on a gravel road Down through the years We've had hard times and tears But they only helped our love grow And we'll stay together No matter how strong the wind blows Not once have I seen Your blue eyes filled with envy Or stray from the one that you hold Oh true love travels on a gravel road Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger All through streets paved with gold For true love travels on a gravel road Yeah, true love travels on a gravel road True love travels on a gravel road

When the railroad tracks run out Where will you be goin' boy Will you reach the edge of the woods When the Sheriff is around You're nowhere to be found The fire in your legs The wind in your face The echo in the trees The whisper through the leaves The dark horse is comin' A lonely mother grieves Ooh You never stand and face All the time you waste Combing through the mountainside To find the edge of grace Just then a calm comes over Your heart feels sober You need a place to rest Gotta run until the mornin' Gotta run until the morning' comes again