Intro: The wild geese flew overhead in Pennsylvania I thought of a few choice words I ought to send you You know if I thought it was right I'd pretend that you were here with me tonight The ghost of a frontier lady walked through the tall rooms Of an old Ontario farmhouse under a full moon We sat in the kitchen all night Drinking good whiskey until the morning light Did you ever think I would go Out on this road you told me I would take Long ago? On a Roanoke back-road, laughing beside a cold stove We sang for old black Francis and Bessie, songs about true love All the songs I ever knew Came back to me and brought me back to you The leaves were turning, we felt the summer passing Knowing things were changing, even without asking Like a photograph faded in time In a cabin lost in the Blue Ridge mountain pines Instrumental: