Different Trails


As I looked backward through all our years,
There was only one thing I could plainly see.
Somehow we took different trails, Darlin',
For you were no longer travelin' with me.
We started out ridin' side by side
With the pack horse trailin' behind.
Then I seemed to be carryin' the load,
And tryin' to cope with a worried mind.

I didn't know where our paths separated,
Or where we hit the fork in the trail.
I only knew we were no longer together,
And the daylight was beginnin' to fail.
I had been goin' down a lonesome road,
The tracks were gettin' dimmer day by day.
If you had turned on your love-light, Darlin',
It would have helped me find my way.

Yes, Darlin', with another log on our fire
It would have guided us through the night.
For I had found that I really love you,
And I couldn't wait to hold you tight.
But the night was windy, dark and stormy.
There was nothin' but darkness to be seen.
I felt doomed to ever lastin' loneliness
Teetterin' on the brink of a ravine.

I thought I saw a light over yonder,
A torch seemed to be coming my way.
It was bein' carried by you, Sweetheart,
I recognized you, my darlin', Nellie May.
Now we are snug back in our ranch house,
We have locked the world outside the door,
And we have rediscovered one another.
We swear to wear each others brand evermore.

Yes, we have rediscovered one another
And swear to wear each others brand evermore.



Robert D Furrow

Copyright 2001
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