Eight more miles and I'll be home Back in your grace where I belong Tonight I'm sleeping in my own bed With my blue tick feather pillow underneath my head I feel the wheels on sixty five I don't know when, felt so alive Eight more miles Eight more miles and I'll be home Since I've been gone everything's changed There's been two weeks of steady rain And the dogwoods bloom, pink and white And that damp smell of new cut gra** is everywhere tonight Sweet sunny sound, I never knew Just how much I could miss you Eight more miles Eight more miles and I'll be home I crossed the Rockies on a silver train I've walked from Burghan in a pouring rain I met with strangers I came to love And I've gotten drunk with Chieftains in a Dublin hotel pub And I dearly love these memories But all that matters right now to me Is eight more miles Eight more miles and I'll be home Eight more miles Eight more miles and I'll be home