Track 10 of the album Lullabies for Grown-Ups · 2010
Rolling Down the Valley Road
“We needed one song with a bit of pace so the grown-ups wouldn't all nod off at once. Window down, hedges going by.”
acoustic · road folk · easy acoustic · 4:07
Lyrics
Window down and the engine hums The hedges slip on by A flask of tea, a paper map And a wide and open sky My father's old green estate car Smells of dog and rain And there's nowhere that I have to be Till we're home again Rolling down the valley road Singing with the radio Fields of wheat and a river bend And the light is turning gold Rolling down the valley road Nothing weighing on my load Thank you for the miles and the sun And the way back home A tractor waves us past the bridge A farmer lifts his cap We stop to eat our sandwiches On a low stone wall, by a gap The swallows stitch the evening up In loops above the lane And I feel the weight of every day Lift off me like the rain Rolling down the valley road Singing with the radio Fields of wheat and a river bend And the light is turning gold Rolling down the valley road Nothing weighing on my load Thank you for the miles and the sun And the way back home Take the long way, take your time There's grace in every bend Every signpost, every village Is a quiet kind of friend And the road is just a ribbon That the evening ties up slow With a bow of rosy cloud And a lamp left on below Rolling down the valley road Singing with the radio Fields of wheat and a river bend And the light is turning gold Rolling down the valley road Nothing weighing on my load Thank you for the miles and the sun And the way back home Thank you for the miles and the sun And the way back home