They've got a wall in China It's a thousand miles long To keep out the foreigners They made it strong And I've got a wall around me That you can't even see It took a little time To get next to me
Sylvia, good! Thanks! I was vaguely thinking of that yesterday and couldn't place it.
Eight miles high And when you touch down You'll find that it's stranger than now
Two days ago Holly told me that on the Oldies station she had heard a version of Mr. Tambourine Man that didn't suck. I said "Probably The Byrds." I dug out my Byrds Greatest Hits album and put it on the turntable, and so heard this too!
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A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Hey There Delilah
Plain White T's
But I would walk 500 miles, and I would walk 500 more.
The Proclaimers
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
The City of New Orleans
Steve Goodman
They've got a wall in China
It's a thousand miles long
To keep out the foreigners
They made it strong
And I've got a wall around me
That you can't even see
It took a little time
To get next to me
(Paul Simon, "Something So Right")
Like a million miles away from me you couldn't see
How I adored you
My Eyes Adored You ~ Frankie Valli
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
Alice's Restaurant
Arlo Guthrie
If you miss the train I'm on
Then you'll know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow
A hundred miles
500 Miles
These boots still got a lot of ground they ain't covered yet
There's at least another million miles under these old bus treads
Dierks Bentely
"Lot of Leaving Left to Do"
Seven, that's the time we leave, at seven
I'll be coming home to heaven
Counting every mile
Of railroad track
That brings me back.
(Brown/Green/Horner, "Sentimental Journey")
Every mile a memory
Every song another scene
From some old movie going back in time to you and me
Dierks Bentley
It's three miles to the river
That would carry me away
And two miles to the dusty street
That I saw you on today
It's four miles to my lonely room
Where I will hide my face
And about a half a mile to the downtown bar
That I ran from in disgrace
-"River of Tears" Eric Clapton
A hundred and ten miles aint much distance
But it sure do make a difference
I don't think she loves me anymore
Roger Miller - engine number nine
They drove for miles and miles on those twisting turning roads
Hollywood Nights
Bob Seger
It's orbiting at [??] miles a second
so it's reckoned
Round a sun that is the source of all our power
monty python galaxy song
Before you abuse, criticize and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes
We don't get nearer, further,
Closer than a country mile
"Why Don't you Love Me," Hank Williams
I know you've deceived me,
now here's a surprise,
I know that you have,
'cause there's magic in my eyes,
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles, oh yeah
The Who
Sylvia, good! Thanks! I was vaguely thinking of that yesterday and couldn't place it.
Eight miles high
And when you touch down
You'll find that it's stranger than now
Two days ago Holly told me that on the Oldies station she had heard a version of Mr. Tambourine Man that didn't suck. I said "Probably The Byrds." I dug out my Byrds Greatest Hits album and put it on the turntable, and so heard this too!
I've got a mule and her name is Sal
15 miles on the eerie canal
It's so very lonely
You're a hundred lightyears from home
The Rolling Stones
I'm a million miles away,
a million miles away,
a million miles away,
and there's nothing left to bring me back today...
---an early 80's song that is stuck in my head but I don't remember the band's name!
Hey Shanona,
It's from a band called The Plimsouls and you might remember the song from the movie Valley Girls. They were the band in the nightclub.
The searchers all say
They'd have made Whitefish Bay
If they's put 15 more miles
Behind her.
--"The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald," Gordon Lightfoot
The searchers all say
They'd have made Whitefish Bay
If they'd put 15 more miles
Behind her.
--"The Wreak of the Edmund Fitzgerald," Gordon Lightfoot
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