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| Lyric Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
| Music Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
| Producer Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
| Publisher Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
| Performance Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
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| Song Length |
3:12 |
| Primary Genre |
Folk-Contemporary |
| Tempo / Feel |
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| Tempo / Feel |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
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MY ROLLING RAMBLES
I've rolled down open highways feeling free and feeling strong.
I've watched the golden hawk swoop down in flight.
I've harkened to the message of the redwing blackbird's song;
Chased a silver moonbeam halfway through the night.
My rolling rambles take me to the places no one seems to go.
I see the sights, I meet good people on the way.
My rolling rambles drive me deep into America's pure soul.
May we treasure her forever and pursue our rambling way.
I've crossed a raging river where the rapids roared and railed;
Felt the power of the thunder-driven rain.
I've seen the fog a-lifting like a ghostly ivory veil;
Caught the sunrise through frosted windowpane.
My rolling rambles take me to the places no one seems to go.
I see the sights, I meet good people on the way.
My rolling rambles drive me deep into America's pure soul.
May we treasure her forever and pursue our rambling way.
There are roads that, when we travel them, we feel the pulsing land,
From the Everglades to distant Idaho.
Roads that leave us breathless just to see it all first-hand.
My rolling rambles take me down those roads.
My rolling rambles take me to the places no one seems to go.
I see the sights, I meet good people on the way.
My rolling rambles drive me deep into America's pure soul.
May we treasure her forever and pursue our rambling way.
I will treasure her forever, in my rolling rambling way.
© 2011 Daniel V. Gribbin
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