By Kieran Kane (with Kevin Welch) Tabbed By Larry Mofle [email protected] 5/23/04 Eight more miles and I'll be home Back in your grace where I belong Tonight I'm be sleepin' in my own bed With my blue tilt feather pillow underneath my head Chorus 1: I feel the wheels on 65 I don't when I felt so alive Eight more miles, eight more miles And I'll be home Since I've been gone everythings changed Theres been two weeks of steady rain Now the dogwoods bloomed painted white And that damp smell of new cut grass is everywhere tonight Chorus 2: Sweet sunny south I never knew Just how much I could miss you Eight more miles, eight more miles And I'll be home I crossed the Rockies on a silver train I walked through Bergen In the pouring rain I've met with strangers I came to love And I've gotten drunk with Chieftains in a Dublin hotel pub Chorus 3: And I dearely love these memories All that matter now to me Is eight more miles, eight more miles And I'll be home Tag: Eight more miles, eight more miles and I'll be home