The Valley Road
Bruce Hornsby And The Range  

Sometimes I lead, sometimes I follow. 
This time I´ll go where she wants me to go. 
She said, ´Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, 
Go deep in the woods, by the low Valley Road.´ 

While no one was looking on the old plantation, 
He took her all the way down the long Valley Road. 
They sent her away not too much later, 
Left him walking on the old Valley Road. 

Walk on, walk on alone. 
Walk on, walk on. 
Walk on, alone. 

Out in the halls, they were talking in a whisper. 
Everybody noticed she´d been gone a while. 
Somebody said she´d gone to her sister´s, 
But everybody knew what they were talking about. 

While no one was looking on the old plantation, 
He showed her what they do down the long Valley Road. 
She came back around like nothing really happened, 
Left him standing on the old Valley Road. 

Walk on, walk on alone. 
Walk on, walk on. 
Walk on, alone. 

Standing like a stone on the old plantation, 
That rich old man would´ve never let him in. 
´Good enough to hire, not good enough to marry.´ 
When it all happens, nobody wins. 

Walk on, walk on alone. 
Walk on, walk on. 
Walk on, all alone. 

From: Astorian@aol.com