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Celine's Song (Album Version) Lyrics
- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Where did they all go? The years between those memories and tonight,
Every Fourth of July, every flash of light and all the ashes left behind,
From the glory days of leavin' home and findin' our own way,
To savin' for tomorrow instead of burnin' it today,
Where did they all go? All the years between those memories and tonight
We lit out on the open road way back then when gas was cheap to burn,
You and me took on the world, two rollin' stones, leave no stone left unturned,
In a faithful pickup truck and a tired SUV,
Tween the two of us I think we saw all there was to see,
And that was sunlight through the windows, way back then when gas was cheap to burn
And here's to fishing poles and cows and bonfires burning tall,
And summer days that turned to months in the magic of it all,
And dogs and country music, and all things gone astray,
May we be so lucky as to dream 'em back again someday
Well I didn't have a clue, but I followed in your wake until I found my wave,
You knew what to do, fortune smiles poetic on the brave,
You played piano in the hotel lounge and we all sang along,
The whole world opened wide, before we knew an age was gone,
And I didn't have a clue, but I followed in your wake 'til I found my wave
And here's to fishing poles and cows and bonfires burning tall,
And summer days that turned to months in the magic of it all,
And dogs and country music, and all things gone astray,
May we be so lucky as to dream 'em back again someday
Even freebirds have a home, at least some place they dream of gain' to,
We took in the ocean blue, from Ventura all the way to Santa Cruz,
Well we still ain't made it back to the Monterey Cypress trees,
But you got the Midwest stars and I got the Santa Ana Breeze
And here's to fishing poles and cows and bonfires burning tall,
And summer days that turned to months in the magic of it all,
And dogs and country music, and all things gone astray,
May we be so lucky as to dream 'em back again someday
May we be so lucky as to dream 'em back again someday