Windey Road

20 miles east of Aberdeen
This guitar case wearing a hole in my jeans
People ask me, where are you from, and I won’t say

Sweat running down my dusty face
Northwest towns look all the same
People ask me who I am, and I won’t say
I just tell them…

It’s a long, long, windey road, I’ve been on…
It’s a long, long, windey road, I’ve been on…

I’ve slept all alone too many times
Memories invade my foolish mind
People as me where I’m from, and I won’t say
So I just tell them…
It’s a long, long, windey road, I’ve been on…
It’s a long, long, windey road, I’ve been on…

It’s a long, long, windey road, I’ve been on…
It’s a long, long, windey road, I’ve been on…

* I put this song on my album in an effort to get my secular fans to hear the Word. This song put me on the map and pushed my first album over the top. It also tells of a time in my life before Christ and it’s my testimony.