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Where the blacktop ends

We've had a real warm and sunny stint here over the last week and I'm starting to really look forward to spring, and longer days, and flowers in bloom, and... you get the picture. It was 16C yesterday afternoon but it's still close to freezing at night. This a great song for the kind of days I'm longing for. The artist is Keith Urban, whose upcoming show in Vancouver sold out in minutes.
Where the blacktop ends Gonna kick off my shoes And run in bare feet Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends And feed my soul where the blacktop ends I'm lookin' down the barrel of Friday night Ridin' on a river of freeway lights Goodbye city I'm country bound 'Til Monday rolls around Gonna kick off my shoes And run in bare feet Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends And feed my soul where the blacktop ends Workin' in the grind is an uphill road Punchin' that clock and carryin' that load I bust it all week and then I'm free The weekend belongs to me Gonna kick off my shoes And run in bare feet Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends And feed my soul where the blacktop ends Give me some fresh air give me that farm Give me some time with you in my arms Far away from the hustle and the pressure and the noise Gonna kick off my shoes And run in bare feet Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends And feed my soul, you betcha Gonna kick off my shoes And run in bare feet Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends And feed my soul where the blacktop ends Where the blacktop ends Where the blacktop ends Where the blacktop ends
That's the Fraser River rolling past Abbotsford, British Columbia. The big hill in behind the farms is Sumas Mountain. The picture was taken from Westminster Abbey in Mission, a Catholic seminary high school located at the top of a large hill over looking the river. The steeple can be seen from a long ways off. Posted by Hello Posted by Hello

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