Telegraph Road Lyrics - Love Over Gold - Dire Straits

A long time ago came a man on a track 

Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back 

And he put down his load where he thought it was the best 

He made a home in the wilderness 

He built a cabin and a winter store 

And he plowed up the ground by the cold lake shore 

And the other travelers came walking down the track 

And they never went further, and they never went back III 

Then came the churches, then came the schools 

Then came the lawyers, and then came the rules 

Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads 

And the dirty old track was the telegraph road 

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Then came the mines, then came the ore 

Then there was the hard times, then there was a war 

Telegraph sang a song about the world outside 

Telegraph road got so deep and so wide 

Like a rolling river 

And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze 

People driving home from the factories 

There's six lanes of traffic 

Three lanes moving slow 

I used to like to go to work, but they shut it down 

I've got a right to go to work, but there's no work here to be found 

Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed 

We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed 

And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles 

They can always fly away from this rain and this cold 

You can hear them singing out their telegraph code 

All the way down the telegraph road 

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You know, I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights 

When life was just a bet on a race between the lights 

You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair 

Now you act a little colder, like you don't seem to care 

But believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away 

From out of this darkness and into the day 

From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain 

From the anger that lives on the streets with these names 

'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane 

I've seen desperation explode into flames 

And I don't want to see it again 

From all of these signs saying, "sorry, but we're closed" 

All the way 

Down the telegraph road