
Wildfire Blues
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- country
- singer-songwriter
- blues
- 1990s
- good artist
- male vocalist
- country blues
- swingbeat
Lyrics
Verse 1
There's a dry wind blowing down an old dirt road,
Carrying ashes from a love I used to know.
Your picture's still hanging by the bedroom door,
But the girl in that picture don't live here anymore.
We were young and reckless, running on a dream,
Thought forever was as easy as it seemed.
Then one night your goodbye came burning through,
Like a wildfire running wild through everything we knew.
Chorus
I got the wildfire blues, burning in my heart,
You struck that match and tore my world apart.
Every memory's a flame I can't refuse,
I'm still walking through the ashes of me and you.
Yeah, I'm trying to find a way to make it through,
But tonight I've got the wildfire blues.
Verse 2
I drove past the diner where we used to meet,
Two coffees on the table, your hand holding mine.
The jukebox played our favorite country song,
And for just a little while, I could pretend you weren't gone.
There's a letter in my glove box that I never sent,
A hundred words saying what I meant.
But some bridges burn before you know they're gone,
And some fires keep on burning long after the flame moves on.
Chorus
I got the wildfire blues, burning in my heart,
You struck that match and tore my world apart.
Every memory's a flame I can't refuse,
I'm still walking through the ashes of me and you.
Yeah, I'm trying to find a way to make it through,
But tonight I've got the wildfire blues.
Bridge
Maybe someday rain will fall,
Wash these ashes from my soul.
Maybe I'll wake up one morning
And finally let you go.
But until then, this lonely highway
Is the only place I know,
Where a broken heart can wander
When it's got nowhere else to go.
Final Chorus
I got the wildfire blues, burning in my heart,
You struck that match and tore my world apart.
Every memory's a flame I can't refuse,
I'm still walking through the ashes of me and you.
Yeah, I'll keep on driving till this heart breaks through,
Till the smoke clears from these wildfire blues.
Outro
There's a dry wind blowing down an old dirt road,
Carrying ashes from a love I used to know.
And somewhere in the darkness, beneath that moon,
I'm still singing...
These wildfire blues.
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