Shandelee Lyrics – Todd Lewis Kramer

Shandelee Lyrics by Todd Lewis Kramer

I’m gonna miss these Shandelee mornings
The way the southeast sun hits the pines
Even though it’s April and the snow’s still fallin’
I gotta say that I don’t mind

I’m gonna miss our wine-soaked evenings
The finished bottles mark the passing time
Stack of books layin’ round for night-time reading
Picture perfect scene to unwind

Oo oo, Shandelee
Even low season looks good on you
Snow up to our knees, but we’ve got nowhere else to be
Fire burning to welcome in the moon

I’m gonna miss our long weekend rides
Disconnеct with the world outside
Cell sеrvice falls as the mountains climb
Pick a direction and go for miles

Up to Andes past the reservoir
An hour east to our favorite bar
You know the one that sits on a 50-acre farm
Taking pictures of the classic cars

Oo oo, Shandelee
A little respite from the city blues
Changing of the leaves, another season for the trees
Perfect place to lay down some roots

You might be thinking, why here? Why now?
Nothing’s even open ’til the weekend in this town
But I’ve got new love and both feet on the ground
For once trying to quiet the sound

In my mind, trying to turn it down
Oo, Shandelee
Watched your rolling hills finally bloom
Like your gray to green when winter turns to spring

I’m driving away feeling so brand new, new
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Todd Lewis Kramer Lyrics – Shandelee

Todd Lewis Kramer

Shandelee