Lyrics to The Final Miles

We rolled into the river

The horses drank it dry

It was just above the flood plain

Where we hung out our sign



With no clouds in the valley

And no God on our side

We'd rode the longest distance

But we walked the final miles

The final miles

The final miles



And mama had a black book

We read by candle-light

And from that tiny Bible

I learned to read and write



We were holding out for something

Hoping for good soil

Looking out for our loved ones

And for something more than toil

Something more than toil



And the valley took its victims

It bled the horses dry

We rode the longest distance

But we walked the final miles

The final miles

The final miles

The final miles