All of My Memories
John Denver
lay in the life of the highway All of my nights in old motels and sleeping alone All of my days on the road with no one beside me All of my dreams of a place that I can call home Somewhere in the shade near the sound of a sweet singin' river Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky Somewhere to build me a faith a farm and a family Somewhere to grow older and somewhere a reason to try 'Cause I'm tired of big cities and so tired of big city ways Scratchin' off sunsets and walkin' around in the maze Some sweet taxi dancer's tryin' to save me from bein' alone Ah it's much worse than lonely there is no place that I really belong I want to be home I'm leavin' this city life In my mind I'm flyin' away I'm leavin' tomorrow and all of the old yesterdays I'm leavin' the trash cans the bright lights the telephone lines I'm leavin' my sorrows and behind To see what I find Somewhere in the shade near the sound of a sweet singin' river Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky Somewhere to build me a faith a farm and a family Somewhere to grow older and somewhere a reason to try Somewhere to grow older somewhere to lay down and die
