Too Many Bridges to Cross Over
TOO MANY BRIDGES TO CROSS OVER
(Dallas Frazier)
« © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
Be close to me but please don't ever love me
Don't let your feelings carry you that far
I'll hold you in my arms buy you clothes and pretty charms
And I'll give you everything except my love
Because there's too many bridges to cross over
Too many places I ain't been
Yeah there's too many fields of tempting clover
Like an eagle I'm a prisoner of the wind
Well traveling was the nickname of my papa
And mama said he died cause he slowed down
Keep in mine these things I'm saying
Cause I ain't got the time to staying
Won't be long until my shoes touch distant ground
Because there's too many bridges...
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