Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Mark Spiro
Don't know why I'm callin'
I haven't talked to you in years
Don't you wish sometimes we could go back
Back to the old town
And hang around
I bet they talk about us
Now and then
And do you remember when
We thought the world was a preacher's daughter
In the back of a Chevrolet
Stealing wine and killing time
In the shade of a summer day
I want to stand in the muddy water
And wash away this heavy load
Just to spend one day, my friend
Walkin' down the Campbell River Road
People live a good life
Though they barely make ends meet
The money doesn't mean that much at all
'Cause they gotta a day
Planned in the heartland
From where I am
That sounds so good to me
Remember how it used to be
We thought the world was a preacher's daughter
In the back of a Chevrolet
Stealing wine and killing time
In the shade of a summer day
I want to stand in the muddy water
And wash away this heavy load
Just to spend one day, my friend
Walkin' down the Campbell River Road
I think about life
I think about then
I think about where I'll go from here
If I can't go back again, oh no, no
We thought the world was a preacher's daughter
In the back of a Chevrolet
Stealing wine and killing time
In the shade of a summer day
I want to stand in the muddy water
And wash away this heavy load
Just to spend one day, my friend
Walkin' down the Campbell River Road
Campbell River Road was written by Mark Spiro.
Campbell River Road was produced by Mark Spiro.