Jim White Lyrics
10 Miles to go on a 9 Mile Road

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They tell me miracles abound now more than ever,
but I don't care. They say it's better to be
blessed than it is to be clever, but I don't care.
'Cause I got 10 miles to go on a 9 mile road, and
it's a rocky rough road, but I don't care. For
life's nothing if not a blind rambling prayer, you
keep your head held high, a'walking and a'talking
'til the power of Love deliver you there. The
power of Love deliver you there. The power of Love
deliver you there. The power of Love deliver
you...you.... You don't get nothing for free,
'less of course you steal it, at least that's what
the people say. The sad irony of Love is how so
seldom you feel it, yet it's all you dream about,
night and day. From the splinter in the hand, to
the thorn in the heart, to the shotgun to the
head, you got no choice but to learn to glean
solace from pain or you'll end up cynical or dead.
Me, I got 10 miles to go on a 9 mile road and it's
a rocky rough road, but I don't care. For life's
nothing if not a blind rambling prayer, you keep
your head held high, a'walking and a'talking and
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a'talking and a'walking, 'til the power of Love
deliver you there. The power of Love deliver you
there. The power of Love deliver you there. The
power of Love deliver you...THERE!!!Sometimes you
throw yourself into the sea of faith, and the
sharks of doubt come and they devour you. Other
times you throw yourself into the sea of faith
only to find the treasure lost in the shipwreck
inside of you! There ain't no guarantees, none of
that nonsense like on tv, just gotta roll the
dice, and take your lumps. You're gonna get
yourself knocked down, so better learn to stand
back up, for those who dwell on disaster let
sorrow be their master. Me, I got 10 miles to go
on a 9 mile road and it's a rocky rough road, but
I don't care. 'Cause life's nothing if not a blind
rambling prayer, you keep your head held high,
a'walking and a'talking 'til the power of Love
deliver you there. The power of Love deliver you
there. The power of Love deliver you there. The
power of Love deliver you there. My buddy Phillip
works as a gas station attendant. Strangers call
his name to him a thousand times a day. They don't
know him, they're just asking "Phillip"
for a "fill-up". Funny how fate plays
tricks on us...that way---through the power of
Love.



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