C F Guitar cases, long faces C G A warm embrace and Sarah's tears E Am Freeway hums and sadness comes G C And LAX just disappears C F Airplane jails, and ginger ale C G A magazine or two E Am Landing gear, and airport beer C G And I'm on my way to you CHORUS: C F Rolling up route 74 C F Through the French Broad River corridor C F I see old Black Mountain holding court G And I know the trip is getting short C F And then there you are so divine C F The crown on Queen Caroline C GF The 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 F Rolling up route 74 C F Through the French Broad River corridor C F I see old Black Mountain holding court G And I know the trip is getting short C F And then there you are so divine C F The crown on Queen Caroline C GF The Asheville city skyline, whoa E Am Then it's said and done with a warm chuckle G C The sound of a mando case buckle G C Morning chill, a coffee bill G C F Take to the skies and realize F I sure wish that I was still CHORUS: C F Rolling up route 74 C F Through the French Broad River corridor C F I see old Black Mountain holding court G And I know the trip is getting short C F And then there you are so divine C F The crown on Queen Caroline C GF C The Asheville city skyline, whoa