Jim Lauderdale - High Timberline

I went out walking up high timberline

Snow fell like kisses, the air sweet as wine

Calling me back to the days you were mine

So close to heaven, up high timberline

So close to heaven up high timberline

Way up on high timberline


Remember my love, do this for me

For I think of you all the time

Whenever the wind howls lonesome and free

From the peaks of the high timberline


Like a vision of angels the higher I climb

A mare and a stallion with traces so fine

Stepping like dancers in three-quarter time

The ghost of white horses of high timberline

The ghost of white horses of high timberline

Way up on high timberline


Remember my love, do this for me

For I think of you all the time

Whenever the wind howls lonesome and free

From the peaks of the high timberline


I love you and I always will

Although we for evermore part

Sierra Nevada remembers us still

Holds our love deep in her heart


For shame that the sun showed its face on the day

You and the rose on your cheeks slipped away

But the promises love made between us still shine

When we rode white horses up high timberline

Dancing white horses up high timberline

Way up on high timberline

Written by:
JIM LAUDERDALE, ROBERT C. HUNTER

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