Golden Earring - another 45 miles to go lyrics

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Here comes the night
The veil over the light
In the distance some shadows of the clouds in the sky
I’ve got to get home, to my child, my wife.

Here comes the night
I’m scared to death, gotta get me a light
It looks like the road is swallowing me up
Got to hurry home, don’t dare to look back
Blueville is straight ahead.

Another 45 miles to go
Another 45 miles before I’m home
I wish the sunlight was burning in my eyes
instead of shades, black faces of the skies.

Another 45 miles to go
Another 45 miles before I'm home
I wish I could pay the sun to run
Then I had some more time with my wife, my son.

Clouds in the sky
Gathering for a fight
Chasing their prey, till it can’t go on
I mend my pace, ‘cause my bride is waiting home.

(c) Tekst & Muziek : Georges Kooymans

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Language: English

Appearing on: The Naked Truth (1992) , The Last Blast Of The Century (2000)

Submitted by Jan Versantvoort at Saturday 7th of December 2002 00:00

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Cor van den Berg

Monday 8th of September 2008 12:45

Golden Earring
another 45 miles to go
OOhhhh, That’s weird
This is a song called, another 45 miles to go
Here comes the night
The veil over the light
In the distance some shadows of the clouds in the sky
I’ve got to get home, to my child, my wife.

Here comes the night
Got to get back, got to get me a ride
It looks like the road is swallowing me up
Got to hurry home, don’t dare to look back
Blueville is straight ahead.

Another 45 miles to go
Another 45 miles before I’m home
I wish the sunlight was burning in my eyes
instead of shades, black faces of the skies.

Another 45 miles to go
Another 45 miles before I'm home
I wish I could pay the sun to run
Then I had some more time with my wife, my son.

Clouds in the sky
Gathering for a fight
Chasing their prey, till it can’t go on
I mend my pace, ‘cause my bride is waiting home.
Here comes the night
I’m scared to death, got to get me a ride
It looks like the road is swallowing me up
Got to hurry home, don’t dare to look back
Blueville is straight ahead.