| Song | Sweet Magnolia And The Travelling Salesman |
| Artist | Dan Fogelberg |
| Album | Windows And Walls |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Two hearts, throwing off sparks | |
| Young and in love with our freedom | |
| Moonlight, those soft | |
| Southern nights | |
| We were both ripe to fall | |
| Well, I was out on my own | |
| Playing for all who would listen | |
| And you were as free as a bird | |
| Flying from nest to nest | |
| But somewhere our eyes met | |
| And our hands reached out | |
| And we felt a kindred spirit | |
| And as our faces touched | |
| I could feel the fire | |
| And needed so to just be near it | |
| Oh, Lord, those moments we soared | |
| Borne on the wings of our passion | |
| It seemed then like they’d never end | |
| But times like that always must’ | |
| Cause then one day | |
| I flew far away from you | |
| I never knew how | |
| I’d regret | |
| My sweet Magnolia belle, you know | |
| I’ve loved you well | |
| Even if I never said it | |
| Magnolia, now | |
| I seeThat freedom isn’t free | |
| And love’s the only true redeemer | |
| And when this journey’s through | |
| I’ll be coming back for you | |
| If you’ll have this foolish dreamer | |
| I spend a night now and then | |
| Passing through town on my travels | |
| But someday | |
| I’m gonna come back to stay | |
| Magnolia, | |
| I’m coming home |
| Two hearts, throwing off sparks | |
| Young and in love with our freedom | |
| Moonlight, those soft | |
| Southern nights | |
| We were both ripe to fall | |
| Well, I was out on my own | |
| Playing for all who would listen | |
| And you were as free as a bird | |
| Flying from nest to nest | |
| But somewhere our eyes met | |
| And our hands reached out | |
| And we felt a kindred spirit | |
| And as our faces touched | |
| I could feel the fire | |
| And needed so to just be near it | |
| Oh, Lord, those moments we soared | |
| Borne on the wings of our passion | |
| It seemed then like they' d never end | |
| But times like that always must' | |
| Cause then one day | |
| I flew far away from you | |
| I never knew how | |
| I' d regret | |
| My sweet Magnolia belle, you know | |
| I' ve loved you well | |
| Even if I never said it | |
| Magnolia, now | |
| I seeThat freedom isn' t free | |
| And love' s the only true redeemer | |
| And when this journey' s through | |
| I' ll be coming back for you | |
| If you' ll have this foolish dreamer | |
| I spend a night now and then | |
| Passing through town on my travels | |
| But someday | |
| I' m gonna come back to stay | |
| Magnolia, | |
| I' m coming home |
| Two hearts, throwing off sparks | |
| Young and in love with our freedom | |
| Moonlight, those soft | |
| Southern nights | |
| We were both ripe to fall | |
| Well, I was out on my own | |
| Playing for all who would listen | |
| And you were as free as a bird | |
| Flying from nest to nest | |
| But somewhere our eyes met | |
| And our hands reached out | |
| And we felt a kindred spirit | |
| And as our faces touched | |
| I could feel the fire | |
| And needed so to just be near it | |
| Oh, Lord, those moments we soared | |
| Borne on the wings of our passion | |
| It seemed then like they' d never end | |
| But times like that always must' | |
| Cause then one day | |
| I flew far away from you | |
| I never knew how | |
| I' d regret | |
| My sweet Magnolia belle, you know | |
| I' ve loved you well | |
| Even if I never said it | |
| Magnolia, now | |
| I seeThat freedom isn' t free | |
| And love' s the only true redeemer | |
| And when this journey' s through | |
| I' ll be coming back for you | |
| If you' ll have this foolish dreamer | |
| I spend a night now and then | |
| Passing through town on my travels | |
| But someday | |
| I' m gonna come back to stay | |
| Magnolia, | |
| I' m coming home |