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There's a fire burning bright at our house tonight
Slow music playing and soft candlelight
On her lips I keep tasting the warm red wine
I'm there in her arms but it's all in my mind
The snow is piled high on the highway tonight
I'm a ship lost at sea on this ocean of white
Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover
I wish I could hold her instead of hugging this old cold shoulder
This old highway us like a woman
Sometimes she can be your best friend
But she's the real jealous kind
She's the lady that leads me to the life I dream of
She's the mistress that keeps me from the ones that I love
The snow is piled high on the highway tonight
I'm a ship lost at sea on this ocean of white
Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover
I wish I could hold her instead of hugging this old cold shoulder
God, I wish I could hold her instead of hugging this old cold shoulder
- Album:
- All Aboard the Blue Train with Johnny Cash
- Out Among the Stars
- Miscellaneous
- CASH
- American V: A Hundred Highways
- American IV: The Man Comes Around
- American III: Solitary Man
- American Recordings
- Hymns By Johnny Cash
- American V: A Hunderd Highways
- The Definitive Collection
- At Folsom Prison
- Johnny Cash Remixed
- Cash Unearthed
- Personal File
- Ring Of Fire
- VH1 Storytellers
- The Essential Johnny Cash
- Radio 2 - 1000 Klassiekers Vol. 2
- Man in Black: Live in Denmark 1971