If I Could Write A Song
Music and lyrics written by Sam Gleaves, Nov. 27, 2011.
(C) Fabulachian Music, ASCAP.
If I could make a song out of this heavy heart of mine
It would sound like going home on a sweet Virginia night
It would wrap around my soul like a honeysuckle vine
And everywhere that I would go, it would light the dashboard sky
If I could make a song out of this heavy heart of mine
If I could write a song for the man I left behind
It would take me strong and slow, like a cup of homemade wine
I could feel the Blue Ridge rising in his bloodline
Favoring some sparrow bird, and every bit as wild
If I could write a song for the man I left behind
If I could find a song that would take me back in time
It would wait up in a kitchen in a face so filled with lines
With hands just like the heartwood holding up a knotty pine
Sing to me a gospel tune in a voice so clear and high
If I could find a song that would take me back in time
Bridge: ‘Cause a song makes sense of the way I am
Where I come from, where I stand
In between, on and on
If I could only write a song
If I could keep a song close to me ‘til I die
It would sound like bitter wind way up on some mountain high
Together it would bind me up, and never would it lie
It would make enough of me for to leave a piece behind
If I could keep a song close to me ‘til I die