Parkway Bound

A pocket of clouds catch the Blue Ridge
The summits are quilted in ice
Tomorrow you don't have to work much
It's been a long night

There's a highball glass on your table
By the letter you've kept for a while
An open invitation
When you need a smile

To save the blues and darker hues for Monday
We'll find us a good time some way
Oh and heaven knows your trouble's over now

There's a song inside every scarecrow
The minor chords keep us entwined
Laughing tears and tired companions
The memoirs unwind

Have you sharpened the hatchet for winter
Does your woodstove sing like mine
Let Ricky handle the harmony
He'll make it shine

To save the blues and darker hues for Monday
We'll find us a good time some way
Oh and heaven knows your trouble's over now
That your parkway bound
Parkway Bound

A pocket of clouds catch the Blue Ridge
The summits are quilted in ice



Credits
Writer(s): Shay Lovette
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