Blue Highway
The weather finally broke
In the middle of April
Jacob loaded up his wagon
With last years birth
He'd have to make the trip alone
Because it would be too risky
For his pretty wife Sarah
and the unborn child she carried with her
It took 3 weeks to reach the Mississippi River
And he turned south toward New Orleans
For a boy from the mountains
It was easy to get caught up
In the sights and the sounds of the city and the things he'd never seen
And the river rolls on like an endless river
The sunlight glistens on the rocks below
He can hear her voice in the rippling water
Saying please be home before the cold winds blow
He fell in with a bad companion
Said give me all your money or I'll take your life
Jacob drew his pistol
And in less than a heartbeat
The stranger lay dead on the floor and someone had to pay the price
Now after 3 long years in a Louisiana prison
He stands on the hill that overlooks his farm
With his woman by his side
He thanks God for his blessing
And most of all for the blond haired child resting in his arms