Some Miles Are Prayers

Bubba Patrick original solo album I Ain't Outta Road, Southern Appalachian North Georgia man, SINGLE MATURE MALE BARITONE vocals throughout, dry authentic gravelly warm rural voice, no female vocal, no Darlene, no duet, no choir or backing singers; original memorable strong hook and no reference artist imitation, Specify chord changes clearly to accompany instruments, not sung in lyrics, Original spiritual mountain gospel folk-country 74 BPM gentle 6/8 with gospel lift; Porch Light Rise Eadd9→C#m7→Aadd9→Bsus4→B7 for soaring chorus, guitar alternate bass fingerpicking in verse, subtle harmonica call G#-B-C#-E then C#-B-G#-F#-E; solo male soulful singer, lonely cello or fiddle, piano, pedal steel, brushes, Hammond B3 only near finale, ‑female vocal, ‑female singer, ‑duet, ‑choir, ‑backing singers, ‑EDM, ‑trap pop

[Intro — sparse fingerpicked guitar, wind in leaves] [Verse 1] Some miles pass in conversation Some miles pass without a sound Some days I can see the whole way Some days I just watch the ground There's a creek beside the gravel And a red hawk riding high And I don't need to name a blessing To be thankful passing by [Chorus — Porch Light Rise, solo male] Some miles are prayers without a word A quiet heart is sometimes all that's heard When I've nothing left to offer And I've nothing left to prove I can walk into the morning With the Lord in every move Some miles are prayers, and this one is too [Verse 2] I used to fill the silence With a hundred little plans Till I found the world kept spinning Without help from my two hands Now I hear the branches moving And the gravel 'neath my feet There is more to life than hurrying Toward a finish I can't see [Chorus — solo male] Some miles are prayers without a word A quiet heart is sometimes all that's heard When I've nothing left to offer And I've nothing left to prove I can walk into the morning With the Lord in every move Some miles are prayers, and this one is too [Instrumental — harmonica over Porch Light Rise, plaintive steel] [Bridge — hush, solo male] I will notice what is here Let the racing thoughts go by Not every question needs an answer Not each cloud a reason why [Final chorus — solo male, subtle organ swell] Some miles are prayers without a word A quiet heart is sometimes all that's heard I don't need to earn this sunrise I don't need a grand review I can meet the next small moment With a heart that's kind and true Some miles are prayers, and this one is too [End]

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