Rita Coolidge Seven Bridges Road
There are stars In the Southern sky Southward as you go There is moonlight And moss in the trees Down the Seven Bridges Road
Now I have loved you like a baby Like some lonesome child And I have loved you in a tame way And I have loved you wild
Sometimes there's a part of me Has to turn form here and go Running like a child from these warm stars Down the Seven Bridges Road
There are stars in the Southern sky And if ever you decide You should go There is a taste of time sweetened honey Down the Seven Bridges Road
