Golden State (Bo Koster) Lyrics

These roads stretch a thousand miles in every way
I look for the day
As we ride over the hill
Well I am blindThe Golden State has been my home
But I place my stake
To roam and to rake
But good souls we mend
Would teach me in what course to takeGood friends remain
Even through the pain
Of a long road aheadAt 48 we seem so well
For three short years we worked like hell
I've been here before lyin' on your floorIt was good to meGood friends remain
Even through the pain
Of a long road aheadThe roads stretch a thousand miles in every way
I look for the day
As we ride over the hill
Well I am blindGood friends remain
Even through the pain

Of a long road aheadGood friends remain
Even through the strain
Of a long road ahead
Songwriters
MATTHEW VASQUEZ, JONATHAN JAMESON, BRANDON YOUNG, KELLY WINRICHPublished by
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