Cinnamon Road Lyrics - These Four Walls - Shawn Colvin

Oh, Cinnamon Road 

That's where we would go to try and feel better 

Oh, hot summer breeze 

The tops of the trees reachin' forever 

So you take all the things that you felt then 

And never did show 

With a picture in your head of somebody 

That you never did know 

Put 'em all in a box 

And you leave 'em down Cinnamon Road 

But all the money in the world 

Is never gonna let you go 

Oh, where did you go 

Cinnamon Road, I wanna feel better 

Oh, bibles and beads 

Stacks of degrees reachin' forever 

So you take all the things that you felt then 

And never did show 

With a picture in your head of somebody 

That you never did know 

You put 'em all in a box 

And you leave 'em down Cinnamon Road 

But all the money in the world 

Is never gonna let you go 

All the money in the world 

Down Cinnamon Road 

All the money in the world 

Down Cinnamon Road 

All the money in the world 

Down Cinnamon Road 

All the money in the world 

Is never gonna let you go 

So you take all the things that you felt then 

And never did show 

With a picture in your head of somebody 

That you never did know 

Put 'em all in a box 

And you leave 'em down Cinnamon Road 

But all the money in the world 

Is never gonna let you go 

All the money in the world 

Down Cinnamon Road 

All the money in the world 

Down Cinnamon Road 

All the money in the world 

Down Cinnamon Road 

All the money in the world 

Is never gonna let you go