| Song | Love at the End of the Road |
| Artist | Kevin Sharp |
| Album | Measure of a Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (sam tate/annie tate) | |
| The farm was still standing at the end of the road | |
| And the mailbox still carried our name | |
| In spite of the dust and the weeds and the dust | |
| The old place looked almost the same | |
| The screen door was slamming real slow in the wind | |
| Like it did out this time each november | |
| Like someone applauding the end of a dream | |
| That no one could seem to remember | |
| When she came around from the side of the house | |
| She looked likde the day we first met | |
| And before i could speak she was there in my arms | |
| Sayin?something il never forget | |
| She said, i knew you come back | |
| My heart told me so | |
| Men like you search every corner on earth | |
| When there love here at the end of the road | |
| It was hard to believe he was 71 | |
| The way that he still got around | |
| His station was still full service, by gosh | |
| And he fixed every car in this town | |
| I stood in the door and saw nothin?had changed | |
| That stubborn old son-of-a-gun | |
| Not the clock on the wall not the soda machine | |
| Or the sign that said, "miller & son" | |
| He said, i knew you come back | |
| My heart told me so | |
| Men like you search every corner on earth | |
| When there love here at the end of the road | |
| The roof needed mending and the walls needed paint | |
| But the stained glass still gave them a glow | |
| I couldn bear one more unanswered prayer | |
| So i turned and i started to go | |
| Then i heard a voice from the back of the room | |
| That would make any sinner believe | |
| And the words that he spoke they went right to my soul | |
| And brought me right down to my knees | |
| She said, i knew you come back | |
| My heart told me so | |
| Men like you search every corner on earth | |
| When there love here at the end of the road |
| sam tate annie tate | |
| The farm was still standing at the end of the road | |
| And the mailbox still carried our name | |
| In spite of the dust and the weeds and the dust | |
| The old place looked almost the same | |
| The screen door was slamming real slow in the wind | |
| Like it did out this time each november | |
| Like someone applauding the end of a dream | |
| That no one could seem to remember | |
| When she came around from the side of the house | |
| She looked likde the day we first met | |
| And before i could speak she was there in my arms | |
| Sayin? something i l never forget | |
| She said, i knew you come back | |
| My heart told me so | |
| Men like you search every corner on earth | |
| When there love here at the end of the road | |
| It was hard to believe he was 71 | |
| The way that he still got around | |
| His station was still full service, by gosh | |
| And he fixed every car in this town | |
| I stood in the door and saw nothin? had changed | |
| That stubborn old sonofagun | |
| Not the clock on the wall not the soda machine | |
| Or the sign that said, " miller son" | |
| He said, i knew you come back | |
| My heart told me so | |
| Men like you search every corner on earth | |
| When there love here at the end of the road | |
| The roof needed mending and the walls needed paint | |
| But the stained glass still gave them a glow | |
| I couldn bear one more unanswered prayer | |
| So i turned and i started to go | |
| Then i heard a voice from the back of the room | |
| That would make any sinner believe | |
| And the words that he spoke they went right to my soul | |
| And brought me right down to my knees | |
| She said, i knew you come back | |
| My heart told me so | |
| Men like you search every corner on earth | |
| When there love here at the end of the road |
| sam tate annie tate | |
| The farm was still standing at the end of the road | |
| And the mailbox still carried our name | |
| In spite of the dust and the weeds and the dust | |
| The old place looked almost the same | |
| The screen door was slamming real slow in the wind | |
| Like it did out this time each november | |
| Like someone applauding the end of a dream | |
| That no one could seem to remember | |
| When she came around from the side of the house | |
| She looked likde the day we first met | |
| And before i could speak she was there in my arms | |
| Sayin? something i l never forget | |
| She said, i knew you come back | |
| My heart told me so | |
| Men like you search every corner on earth | |
| When there love here at the end of the road | |
| It was hard to believe he was 71 | |
| The way that he still got around | |
| His station was still full service, by gosh | |
| And he fixed every car in this town | |
| I stood in the door and saw nothin? had changed | |
| That stubborn old sonofagun | |
| Not the clock on the wall not the soda machine | |
| Or the sign that said, " miller son" | |
| He said, i knew you come back | |
| My heart told me so | |
| Men like you search every corner on earth | |
| When there love here at the end of the road | |
| The roof needed mending and the walls needed paint | |
| But the stained glass still gave them a glow | |
| I couldn bear one more unanswered prayer | |
| So i turned and i started to go | |
| Then i heard a voice from the back of the room | |
| That would make any sinner believe | |
| And the words that he spoke they went right to my soul | |
| And brought me right down to my knees | |
| She said, i knew you come back | |
| My heart told me so | |
| Men like you search every corner on earth | |
| When there love here at the end of the road |