Hearts Content
If you go to Hearts Content
to the old growth forest trees
when your life is torn and bent,
take a walk and think of me.

I'll be driving down the Devil's Highway
past a rocky, laughing stream.
Mossy signs are all turned backwards
like a review mirror dream.

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I passed this way before.
It looks so familiar.
When I backtrack, then I'm almost sure
I took the wrong road again.
I'm lost, I'm lost , I'm lost.
Took the wrong road again.
I'm lost, I'm lost, I'm lost.

At the campground there's a camp host
peeking from his old RV.
He stays there throughout the season
to answer fools like you and me.
"No, there aren't any shortcuts.
Why would you want there to be?
These trees are older than this country.
Take your time, and you will see."

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Bridge:

If I see you on the high road,
I will wave to you.
Sometimes, though, this lonely dry road
seems to hold no answers, no answers.

Driving down the river highway
in the Allegheny night.
Tiny camp fires dot the tree tops
like a string of Christmas lights.

I passed this way before.
It looks so familiar.
When I backtrack, then I'm almost sure.
I passed this way before.
It looks so familiar.
When I backtrack, then, I'm almost sure
I took the right road this time.
This time, this time, this time
Took the right road this time.
This time, this time, this time.

So, if you go to Hearts Content.
to the old growth forest trees
when your life is torn and bent,
take a walk and think of me.