Guitar cases, lo[C]ng faces[F]
[C]A warm embrace [G]and Sarah's tears
[E]Freeway hums [Am]and sadness comes
[G]And [C]LAX just disappears
[C]Airplane jails, [F]and ginger ale
[C]A [G]magazine or two
[E]Landing gear, [Am]and airport beer
[C]And I'm on my[G] way to you
CHORUS:
[C]Roll[F]ing up route 74
[C]Through the French[F] Broad River corridor
[C]I see old Black Moun[F]tain holding court
[G]And I know the trip is getting short
[C]And then ther[F]e you are so divine
[C]The cr[F]own on Queen Caroline
[C]Th[GF]e Asheville city skyline, whoa
Old buds, bear hugs
Settle in to pick some strings
Blue Ridge trees, a Pisgah breeze
Ian's hungry and Jacob sings
Microphones, banjo drones
A banner head across my knee
Makers Mark, gettin' dark
Feels mighty fine to finally be
CHORUS:
[C]Roll[F]ing up route 74
[C]Through the French[F] Broad River corridor
[C]I see old Black Moun[F]tain holding court
[G]And I know the trip is getting short
[C]And then ther[F]e you are so divine
[C]The cr[F]own on Queen Caroline
[C]Th[GF]e Asheville city skyline, whoa
[E]Then it's said and done[Am] with a warm chuckle
[G]The sound of [C]a mando case buckle
[G]Morning ch[C]ill, a coffee bill
[G]Take to t[C]he ski[F]es and realize
[F]I sure wish that I was still
CHORUS:
[C]Roll[F]ing up route 74
[C]Through the French[F] Broad River corridor
[C]I see old Black Moun[F]tain holding court
[G]And I know the trip is getting short
[C]And then ther[F]e you are so divine
[C]The cr[F]own on Queen Caroline
[C]Th[GF]e Ashev[C]ille city skyline, whoa
[C]A warm embrace [G]and Sarah's tears
[E]Freeway hums [Am]and sadness comes
[G]And [C]LAX just disappears
[C]Airplane jails, [F]and ginger ale
[C]A [G]magazine or two
[E]Landing gear, [Am]and airport beer
[C]And I'm on my[G] way to you
CHORUS:
[C]Roll[F]ing up route 74
[C]Through the French[F] Broad River corridor
[C]I see old Black Moun[F]tain holding court
[G]And I know the trip is getting short
[C]And then ther[F]e you are so divine
[C]The cr[F]own on Queen Caroline
[C]Th[GF]e Asheville city skyline, whoa
Old buds, bear hugs
Settle in to pick some strings
Blue Ridge trees, a Pisgah breeze
Ian's hungry and Jacob sings
Microphones, banjo drones
A banner head across my knee
Makers Mark, gettin' dark
Feels mighty fine to finally be
CHORUS:
[C]Roll[F]ing up route 74
[C]Through the French[F] Broad River corridor
[C]I see old Black Moun[F]tain holding court
[G]And I know the trip is getting short
[C]And then ther[F]e you are so divine
[C]The cr[F]own on Queen Caroline
[C]Th[GF]e Asheville city skyline, whoa
[E]Then it's said and done[Am] with a warm chuckle
[G]The sound of [C]a mando case buckle
[G]Morning ch[C]ill, a coffee bill
[G]Take to t[C]he ski[F]es and realize
[F]I sure wish that I was still
CHORUS:
[C]Roll[F]ing up route 74
[C]Through the French[F] Broad River corridor
[C]I see old Black Moun[F]tain holding court
[G]And I know the trip is getting short
[C]And then ther[F]e you are so divine
[C]The cr[F]own on Queen Caroline
[C]Th[GF]e Ashev[C]ille city skyline, whoa
