[ Featuring Willie Watson ]
I ran into my old friend by the side of the road today
He was cutting back roses in the rain
Had a few more miles carved in his mandolin
But he kept pretty well in tune
When he sang them old-time country blues
Do you remember the rails that we used to ride?
Oh, that was many mountains ago
Since we split off up on that westbound trail
How you been old friend? Are you doing well?
I never got the chance to say I love ya
Now it all feels just a little too late
Ever since just down the road turned
Miles away, miles away, miles away
How's the paint on the fence? Are the fields still growing wild?
I heard you lost your gal along the way
Remember hiding high up in the rafters all day?
Did that old roof cave in?
Is there anything left of all that's been?
I never got the chance to say I love ya
Now it all feels just a little too late
Ever since just down the road turned
Miles away, miles away, miles away
So if you run into some lost friend or lover
And find only reticence remains
Grab the saddle horn and just throw your body over
Don't let the past, don't let the past
Don't let the past hold the reins
Take the chance to say I love you
Even if it feels a little too late
'Cause before you know it just down the road'll turn miles away
Miles away, miles away
Miles away, miles away
Miles away, miles away
Miles away, miles away
Miles away, miles away
