There’s a town by a river and a dirt road that runs through the town; winding around
And as a child I would daydream where that road would take me when my time for leaving came down
And each night I’d awaken from the dream
I was taken that old dirt road out of town
Sweet memories keep haunting me
Calling me like an old friend
And I pray, that someday, I’ll ride this highway ‘til it turns to that dirt road again
Now I live in the city, where man made mountains of steel to block out the sky
And that river of traffic that runs by my window, never seems to run dry
And tonight, before sleeping, I pray God is keeping
That old place that I left behind
Sweet memories keep haunting me
Calling me like an old friend
And I pray, that someday, I’ll ride this highway ‘til it turns to that dirt road again
In the city tonight
When I turn out the lights
I’ll be riding that old dirt road again
