Don Hamadyk

Don Hamadyk

BandCountry

Other Info

Cover band: 
No

Lyrics

Smoke From A Chimney

Written By: Don Hamadyk

Like smoke from a chimney in the cold cold wind
Still not sure what I will find
Like the snow drifting over open fields
I'm following a road back to the past I left behind

As the days grow shorter and I'm left here alone
With the silver moon reflecting in the snow
Your sweet sweet memory shines in the dark
And I realize the way that I must go

On the day we parted all happiness was gone
Our bitter words rang out with tears and pain
I made a promise I'd never return
As the cold Virginia snow turned into rain

Like smoke from a chimney in the cold cold wind
Still not sure what I will find
Like the snow drifting over open fields
I'm following a road back to the past I left behind

Now I'm halfway down the highway
No thoughts of turnin' back
No wondrin' 'bout the way things might have been
It's a long long journey
I'm not sure if you'll be there
But I need to see your smiling face again

Like smoke from a chimney in the cold cold wind
Still not sure what I will find
Like the snow drifting over open fields
I'm following a road back to the past I left behind
I'm following a road back to the past I left behind

Long Gone And Lonesome

Written By: Don Hamadyk

Well, the call of the whistle is such a mournful cry
It's long gone and lonesome as the life that's passed me by

I hear the roar of a rolling train
Chugging through the pouring rain
Leavin' yesterday behind
With a hundred broken railrod signs
All the days we shared, all the skies of blue
Could not foretell that she would be untrue
I'll travel on, this time all alone
Down these tracks as silent as the stone

And the call of the whistle is such a mournful cry
It's long gone and lonesome as the life that's passed me by

No need to rest, just a matter of time
Till I wind up at the end of the line
My walk is slow and filled with pain
Like that coal haulin', diesel burnin' train

And the call of the whistle is such a mournful cry
It's long gone and lonesome as the life that's passed me by

And the call of the whistle is such a mournful cry
It's long gone and lonesome as the life that's passed me by