The Locksmiths - Ten More Miles

Mama died eight days ago
Dragged her inside from the snow
A victim of the vicious cold

And the weight won't make me stronger
And the day is growing long
And the fire ain't gonna harm her
Ten more miles and still no peace of mind

Daddy says we gotta leave the county
So's to put her into the ground
Swearing boy's now don't you never doubt me
Load the wagon, make no sound

And the good lord took our mules at the river
Buzzards creeping close behind
And a stench so foul it'll make you shiver

And the weight won't make me stronger
And the day is growing long
And the fire ain't gonna harm her
Ten more miles and still no peace of

Mine's a crooked case
A rat trapped in a maze
The only chance I'll have to take
Is set this barn ablaze

And the pain is getting stronger
And the day is growing long
So the flames will have to calm her
Ten more miles to burn this piece

And the weight won't make me stronger
And the day is growing long
And the fire ain't gonna harm her
Ten more miles and still no peace of
Ten more miles and still no peace of
Ten more miles is ten more miles
With ten more miles and still no peace of mind

Written by:
Robert Bock

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