paroles de chanson Where the Little River Meets the Red - Brittain Ashford

We drove northeast on interstate 30 towards home

Up from Dallas, through Tex-Arkana, you know the roads--

Like the back of our hands, we have
Long before there were maps to guide us
Long before we knew what a heart was for
Long before we knew what we were

And just before Fulton where the little river meets the Red you said

I don't want to die here, get busted up for being queer
Do you?

I know who I am, we have
Long before there were maps to guide us
Long before we knew what a heart was for
Long before we knew what we were

Unincorporated road
Red dirt on our shoes, kudzu grew all around us

I kissed you and hoped no one saw
But they eyes of god, we've been told, are always watching us