Then I grew up but I could
never understand
The distance between a woman
and a man
Then I fell in love and the
distance was spanned
Heart to heart as the crow
flies
Mama used to say, "Son, you'll
never survive,
If you worry 'bout the distance,
you won't ever arrive."
Daddy used to say, "Son, the
mountains are wide
Out they ain't so far. ..as
the crow flies."
If there were mountains and
valleys between you and me
And icy old river or a cold
dark sea
The earth and water would
mean nothing to me
I'd travel straight to your
heart as the crow flies
by Tom Russel © 1985 End of the Trail Music (CAPAC)
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