The Wailin' Jennys - Boulder To Birmingham lyrics

I don’t want to hear a love song I got on this airplane just to fly And I know there’s life below me but All you can show me is the prairie and the sky I don’t want to hear a sad story Full of heartbreak and desire The last time I felt like this It was in the wilderness and the canyon was on fire And I stood on the mountain In the night and I watched it burn Watched it burn, I watched it burn I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham I would hold my life in his saving grace I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham If I thought I could see your, see your face Well you really got me this time And the hardest part is knowing I’ll survive I have come to listen for the sound Of the trucks as they roll down on ninety five And I pretend that it’s the ocean Coming down to wash me clean, wash me clean Baby, do you know what I mean? I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham I would hold my life in his saving grace I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham If I thought I could see your, see your face I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham I would hold my life in his saving grace I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham If I thought I could see your, see your face If I thought I could see your, see your face