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Burning bridges
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I recorded this song at home using my iBook and Sound Studio 2.2.3. The only mic used was the one built into the iBook.
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Mark Winegar
Copyright 2005 by Mark Winegar

Wed Dec 28, 2005
Country : Country and Western
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» highest in charts:   # 237   (68,640 songs currently listed in Country)
» highest in sub-genre:   # 25   (2,362 songs currently listed in Country > Country and Western)
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This song was first released on John Denver's Dreamland Express album. It is the only album it has been released on.
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Burning Bridges (capo 4)

[D] No one to talk to and nowhere to turn.
I lit the last bridge just to [A7] watch it burn.
[D] Good Lord All Mighty, you'd [D7] think I'd learn?
[G] I lit the last bridge just to [A7] watch it [D] burn. [G] [A7] [D]

[D] I can't settle down to just one girl
when there's so many in [A] this old world.
[D] Some are pretty and some got brains.
[G] It makes no [G7] difference 'cause they're [A] all the [D] same.

Give me a rich one this time around.
So she can show me all over town.
Or a beauty with hair of gold
but don't tell her that I'm growing old.

My buddy fixed me up with a blind date.
I met her at the door at half past eight.
She was a sweet girl about twice my weight.
I said "I sorry but it's getting late."

I met another on that miracle mile.
For twenty dollars she could make me smile.
I said "no thank you as I walked on by."
I may be lonely but I'm too young to die.

Oh why'd I ramble and why'd I roam
away from my sweet little home?
I used to have me a sweet little wife.
but I'm bound to ramble for the rest of my life.

Copyright 2005 by Mark Leon Winegar