[Verse 1] Sun's settin' low on a Carolina road Dust hangs golden where the river bends slow Got my hands on the wheel and my heart somewhere behind Chasin' shadows of a younger time The pine trees whisper secrets through the leaves Same old stories they been tellin' me And every mile marker brings another memory Floatin' back like a drifting breeze [Chorus] Take me where that old wind blows Down those backroads nobody knows Past the fields and the creeks and the railroad lines Back to the days that were yours and mine Let the pedal steel cry and the fiddles sing Like the songs we heard when we were seventeen I ain't lookin' for gold, Lord, I'm just tryin' to find Where that old wind blows one more time [Verse 2] Saw an old farmhouse standin' all alone Paint peelin' off and the family's gone But I could almost hear laughter through the screen door frame Like not a single thing had changed And the river still rolls like it always has Never worried 'bout tomorrow or the past Makes a man wonder if he's been movin' too fast Tryin' to outrun what wasn't meant to last [Chorus] Take me where that old wind blows Down those backroads nobody knows Past the fields and the creeks and the railroad lines Back to the days that were yours and mine Let the pedal steel cry and the fiddles sing Like the songs we heard when we were seventeen I ain't lookin' for gold, Lord, I'm just tryin' to find Where that old wind blows one more time [Bridge] Maybe home ain't a place you can hold in your hand Maybe it's a song carried over the land Maybe it's the sound of an old freight train Or a summer thunderstorm bringin' rain And maybe every road I've ever known Has been leadin' me back where I belong [Final Chorus] Take me where that old wind blows Down those backroads nobody knows Past the fields and the creeks and the railroad lines Back to the days that were yours and mine Let the pedal steel cry and the fiddles sing Like the songs we heard when we were seventeen I ain't lookin' for gold, Lord, I'm just tryin' to find Where that old wind blows one more time [Outro] The wind keeps callin' through the Georgia pines Like an old friend I left behind And I'll keep rollin' while the wheels still turn 'Cause some roads in your soul never stop burnin' Yeah, I'll keep ridin' till the good Lord knows I found my way where that old wind blows...
