Three O'clock Ride
The three o'clock ride to town brought the morning
Northern Electric sign and the sky
Holding on to shades of arms and the little time we have to care
We ride the rambling, rolling highway van
And the friends we share
Are not to be forgotten
Not to be forgotten
They know their minds
They see the lives they wear
They may not know my fortune
Nor my stumbling roadways there
But they're warm inside your life
As they should be
We spoke of rhyme and words that have a meaning
Drifting sea and those who find their way
The light was soft and warmed the strings that rang the satin-like air
Music plays my sighing, crying fears away
And the friends we share
Are not to be forgotten
Not to be forgotten
They know their minds
They see the lives they wear
They may not know my fortune
Nor my stumbling roadways there
But they're warm inside your life
As they should be
And sleep crept through the curtains but was smiling
The silent road to home calling me
Holding on to shades of arms and the little time we have to care
We ride the rambling, rolling highway van
And the friends we share
Are not to be forgotten
Not to be forgotten
They know their minds
They see the lives they wear
They may not know my fortune
Nor my stumbling roadways there
But they're warm inside your life
And it's warm inside your life
And warm inside your life
I'd like to be
Northern Electric sign and the sky
Holding on to shades of arms and the little time we have to care
We ride the rambling, rolling highway van
And the friends we share
Are not to be forgotten
Not to be forgotten
They know their minds
They see the lives they wear
They may not know my fortune
Nor my stumbling roadways there
But they're warm inside your life
As they should be
We spoke of rhyme and words that have a meaning
Drifting sea and those who find their way
The light was soft and warmed the strings that rang the satin-like air
Music plays my sighing, crying fears away
And the friends we share
Are not to be forgotten
Not to be forgotten
They know their minds
They see the lives they wear
They may not know my fortune
Nor my stumbling roadways there
But they're warm inside your life
As they should be
And sleep crept through the curtains but was smiling
The silent road to home calling me
Holding on to shades of arms and the little time we have to care
We ride the rambling, rolling highway van
And the friends we share
Are not to be forgotten
Not to be forgotten
They know their minds
They see the lives they wear
They may not know my fortune
Nor my stumbling roadways there
But they're warm inside your life
And it's warm inside your life
And warm inside your life
I'd like to be
Credits
Writer(s): Ronney Abramson
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