TRAVERSE COUNTY

(Oct. 3, 2004)

I'm going down to Traverse County -- in the spring with the melting snow
Fill my pack, fill my tank, hit the road and away I'll go
Down the mountain, down the highway, down the road a day or two
Down the lane along the river -- and I know what I'm gonna do

There's a girl in Traverse County -- met her there a year ago
Walked together by the icy river, held her hand in the falling snow
Sparking eyes like a shining fountain, ruby lips as sweet as wine
I'm gonna climb down off this mountain, head on down and make her mine

It don't rain in Traverse County -- skies are nearly always clear
Once a month it snows in winter -- get a cloudburst twice a year
Sloping hills and the rolling valleys, sky is big and the river wide
Air is crisp with the people shouting -- silver rings by the highway side

The chill is off, the snow is gone -- the morning frost has turned to dew
I can't sleep and I can't wait -- been so long since I've seen you
I'm going down to Traverse County, find that lane in the sky so blue
And if she's not there waiting for me -- I don't know just what I'll do

I'm going down to Traverse County

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