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I was holding on to my granddad's hand
He was pointing to the promised land
And that lay beyond the Reservation Road
He said, \"Don't make a promises that you won't keep

Bill Miller - Reservation Road Lyrics

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  • ... and just for that one moment we were racin' with the wind and the sound of horses thundering echoed once again back to the place where out hearts and souls belonged... so wonderful.
  • Very Nice....
  • I love it - so haunting
  • Nice, sung with much emotion.

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