Cold Shoulder

There's a fire burning bright
At our house tonight
Slow music playing
Soft candlelight
Her lips I keep tasting
The warm red wine
I'm there in her arms
But it's all in my mind

Snow is piled high
On the highway tonight
I'm a ship lost at sea
On this ocean of white
Eighteen wheels anchored
Somewhere out of Boulder
Wish I could hold her
Instead of hugging
This old, cold shoulder

This old highway
Is like a woman sometimes
She can be your best friend
But she's the real jealous kind
She's a lady that leads me
To the life I dream of
And the mistress who keeps me
From the ones that I love

Snow is piled high
On the highway tonight
I'm a ship lost at sea
On this ocean of white
Eighteen wheels anchored
Somewhere out of Boulder
I wish I could hold her
Instead of hugging
This old, cold shoulder

God wish I could hold her
Instead of hugging
This old, cold shoulder



Credits
Writer(s): Kent Evan Blazy, Troyal Garth Brooks, Kim Williams
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