Well, the dawn is a-breakin', the highway's awaiting
Where will you take me now, my long and winding friend?
So you've gathered up my memories of all that you've shown me
And wrapped them in the colors of a rainbow's end
It surely must be beautiful there
You say there's all New Jersey mornings
The skies are a-laden with Florida sunshine
Mountains that are grown in the corner of Carolina
A touch of Pennsylvania that all but blows your mind
Among laurels and pine cones, I don't need to live alone
Bring to me a lady with children to bear
Let the light of our household grow bright as we grow old
Let a stranger be welcomed by a smile, not a stare
Hey, won't it be beautiful there?
Where there's all New Jersey mornings
Skies that are laden with Florida sunshine
Mountains that are grown in the corner of Carolina
And a touch of Pennsylvania that all but blows your mind
Well, the journey, though a long ride, soon ended by hillside
To rest there in darkness awaiting the dawn
When suddenly before me, like a fairy tale story
Unfolding in the sunlight was a sight my eyes have never known
Hey, highway, I'm glad I've come along
I saw an old New Jersey morning
Skies that were laden with Florida sunshine
Mountains that are grown in the corner of Carolina
And a touch of Pennsylvania that all but blew my mind
Touch of Pennsylvania was written by Dave Loggins.
Touch of Pennsylvania was produced by Glenn Keener & Jerry Crutchfield.