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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the John Denver album, and has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album.
The wheels go down
I'm back in town
Three months full of summer
And nothing to do
It's been a strain at the reins
But the picture remains
Southwinds blowin my love to you
Southwinds blowin my love
For sixty-one days
I got caught in the maze
Twenty thousand watching
The songs go by
The lights go down
In an east Texas town
Southwinds blowin my love to you
Southwinds blowin my love
I couldn't wait until
Till I got back home to you
Oh to get my fill
Of those California summer nights
It's good to be home
My how the children have grown
Screen doors barking out
That old familiar tune
Games at the park
But honey wait until dark
Southwinds blowin my love to you
Southwinds blowin my love
I couldn't wait until
Till I got back home to you
Oh to get my fill
Of those California summer nights
The wheels go down
I'm back in town
Three months full of summer
And nothing to do
It's been a strain at the reins
But the picture remains
Southwinds blowin my love to you
Southwinds blowin my love
Words and Music by Herb Pedersen
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This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the John Denver album, and has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album.
The wheels go down
I'm back in town
Three months full of summer
And nothing to do
It's been a strain at the reins
But the picture remains
Southwinds blowin my love to you
Southwinds blowin my love
For sixty-one days
I got caught in the maze
Twenty thousand watching
The songs go by
The lights go down
In an east Texas town
Southwinds blowin my love to you
Southwinds blowin my love
I couldn't wait until
Till I got back home to you
Oh to get my fill
Of those California summer nights
It's good to be home
My how the children have grown
Screen doors barking out
That old familiar tune
Games at the park
But honey wait until dark
Southwinds blowin my love to you
Southwinds blowin my love
I couldn't wait until
Till I got back home to you
Oh to get my fill
Of those California summer nights
The wheels go down
I'm back in town
Three months full of summer
And nothing to do
It's been a strain at the reins
But the picture remains
Southwinds blowin my love to you
Southwinds blowin my love
Words and Music by Herb Pedersen