Boulder To Birmingham (Baez Joan)

I don't wanna hear a love song I got on this airplane just to fly And I know there's a life below me But all that you can show me Is the Prarie and the sky I don't wanna hear your sad stories About heartache and desire The last time I felt like this I was in the wilderness And the canyon was on fire And I stood on the mountain, in the night And I watched it burn I watched it burn, I watched it burn I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham I would hold my life in his saving grace I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham If I thought I could see, I could see your face Well you really got me this time And the hardest part is knowing I'll survive I have come to listen for the sound Of the trucks as they roll down Out on a highway ninety-five Pretending it's the ocean Coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean You know what I mean And I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham I would hold my life in his saving grace I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham If I thought I could see, I could see your face If I thought I could see, I could see your face