Lyrics Meet Me in the Middle (Live) - Diamond Rio
                                                It 
                                                was 
                                                seven 
                                                hundred 
                                                fencepost 
                                                from 
                                                your 
                                                place 
                                                to 
                                                ours
 
                                    
                                
                                                Neither 
                                                one 
                                                of 
                                                us 
                                                was 
                                                old 
                                                enough 
                                                to 
                                                drive 
                                                    a 
                                                car
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sometimes 
                                                it 
                                                was 
                                                raining, 
                                                sometimes 
                                                it 
                                                would 
                                                shine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                wore 
                                                out 
                                                that 
                                                gravel 
                                                road 
                                                between 
                                                your 
                                                house 
                                                and 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                your 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Neath 
                                                that 
                                                old 
                                                Georgia 
                                                pine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                gain 
                                                    a 
                                                lot 
                                                of 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                we'd 
                                                both 
                                                give 
                                                    a 
                                                little
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                their 
                                                ain't 
                                                no 
                                                road 
                                                to 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                been 
                                                seven 
                                                years 
                                                tomorrow 
                                                since 
                                                we 
                                                said 
                                                our 
                                                vows
 
                                    
                                
                                                Under 
                                                that 
                                                old 
                                                pine 
                                                tree, 
                                                you 
                                                ought 
                                                to 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                Standing 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                back 
                                                yard 
                                                reminding 
                                                me 
                                                and 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                we 
                                                don't 
                                                see 
                                                eye 
                                                to 
                                                eye, 
                                                there's 
                                                something 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                do
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                your 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Neath 
                                                that 
                                                old 
                                                Georgia 
                                                pine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                gain 
                                                    a 
                                                lot 
                                                of 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                we'd 
                                                both 
                                                give 
                                                    a 
                                                little
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                their 
                                                ain't 
                                                no 
                                                road 
                                                to 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                
                                                Babe, 
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                we 
                                                work 
                                                it 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                what 
                                                love 
                                                is 
                                                about
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                your 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Neath 
                                                that 
                                                old 
                                                Georgia 
                                                pine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                gain 
                                                    a 
                                                lot 
                                                of 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                we'd 
                                                both 
                                                give 
                                                    a 
                                                little
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                their 
                                                ain't 
                                                no 
                                                road 
                                                to 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                your 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Neath 
                                                that 
                                                old 
                                                Georgia 
                                                pine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                gain 
                                                    a 
                                                lot 
                                                of 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                we'd 
                                                both 
                                                give 
                                                    a 
                                                little
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ain't 
                                                no 
                                                road 
                                                to 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                your 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'd 
                                                start 
                                                walking 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Neath 
                                                that 
                                                old 
                                                Georgia 
                                                pine
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                gain 
                                                    a 
                                                lot 
                                                of 
                                                ground
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                we'd 
                                                both 
                                                give 
                                                    a 
                                                little
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                their 
                                                ain't 
                                                no 
                                                road 
                                                to 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                we 
                                                meet 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Love a Little Stronger (Live)
2 Saturday in the Park (Live)
3 Norma Jean Riley (Live)
4 Holdin' (live)
5 Mirror (Live)
6 In a Week or Two (Live)
7 Mama (Live)
8 That's What I Get (Live)
9 Night Is Falling (Live)
10 Imagine That (Live)
11 All in Your Head (Live)
12 In Your Eyes (Live)
13 Yesterday (Live)
14 Bubba Hyde (Live)
15 Meet Me in the Middle (Live)
16 How Your Love Makes Me Feel (Live)
17 Walking to Jerusalem (Live)
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