Story Behind The Song
Wrote this after re-reading some Robert Frost peotry
| Song Length |
5:04 |
Genre |
Folk - General, Folk - Americana |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Composed, Peaceful |
Subject |
Other |
| Similar Artists |
John Prine, Guy Clark |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Whose woods are these, I just don't know, don't even have a clue
This question is not high up on my list
So many times I've walked this path, I've no need to find out who
It won't change the way I feel, or what I do
And my little horse don't give a damn, who owns this trail we've crossed
Wish I could write a poem, as good as Robert Frost
I see a road before me diverging in the mist
Which one should I take today
One goes straight for miles, one has a hidden twist
Can I handle wondering, what I might miss
Will I end up lucky or will I end up lost
Wish I could write a poem as good as Robert Frost
break
Fire or ice
Hardly ever think of these things twice
When my thoughts go swirling, the simple things gets tossed
Wish I could write a poem as good as Robert Frost
Instrumental break
Wish I had a little bird, who'd never fly away
On my shoulder it would always be
She'd sing for her supper, (she'd sing) to celebrate the day
I'd close my eyes, she'd never, ever stray
Whispered words of wisdom, she'd share without a cost
Wish I could write a poem as good as Robert Frost
Wish I could write a poem as well as Robert Frost