"One More Song To Write" lyrics

"One More Song To Write"

I got one more song to write
And I've got one more bridge to burn
I've got one more endless night
One more lesson to be learned
One more hill to climb
And it's somewhere in my mind
I'll know it when it's right
I've got one more song to write

I got one more horse to ride
And no more secrets left to hide
No more staring at the sun
Just to watch them ponies run
No more bounty to divide
There ain't no secrets left to hide
My life's an open book
Turn the page and have a look

I got one more song to write
And I've got one more bridge to burn
I've got one more endless night
One more lesson to be learned
One more hill to climb
And it's somewhere in my mind
But I'll know it when it's right
I've got one more song to write

I got one more song to write
I got one more bridge to burn
I've got one more endless night
One more lesson to be learned
One more hill to climb
And it's somewhere in my mind
I'll know it when it's right
I've got one more song to write


Writer(s): Buddy Cannon, Willie Nelson
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