Roads to Moscow- Al Stewart

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Intro solo from Indian Summer live version

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They crossed over the border the hour before dawn

Moving in lines through the day

Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay

Waiting for orders we held in the wood

Word from the front never came

By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away

Ah softly we move through the shadows, slip away through the trees

Crossing their lines in the mists in the fields on our hands and our
knees

And all that I ever, was able to see

The fire in the air, glowing red, silhouetting the smoke on the breeze

All summer they drove us back through the Ukraine

Smolensk and Viasma soon fell

By autumn we stood with our backs to the town of Orel

Closer and closer to Moscow they come

Riding the wind like a bell

General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill

Winter brought with her the rains, oceans of mud filled the roads

Glueing the tracks of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled
with snow

And all that I ever, was able to see

The fire in the air glowing red, silhouetting the snow on the breeze.

Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhhh x4

In the footsteps of Napoleon the shadow figures stagger through the
winter

Falling back before the gates of Moscow, standing in the wings like an
avenger

And far away behind their lines the partisans are stirring in the
forest

Coming unexpectedly upon their outposts growing like a promise

You’ll never know, you’ll never know which way to turn, which way to
look

you’ll never see us

As we’re stealing through the blackness of the night, you’ll never know

you’ll never hear us

And the evening sings in a voice of amber the dawn is surely coming

The morning road leads to Stalingrad and the sky is, softly humming

Two broken tigers on fire in the night

Flicker their souls to the wind

We wait in the lines for the final approach to begin

It’s been almost four years that I’ve carried a gun

At home it will almost be spring

The flames of the tigers are lighting the road to Berlin

Ah, quickly we move through the ruins that bow to the ground

The old men and children they throw out to face us, they can’t slow us
down

And all that I ever, was able to see

The eyes of the city are opening now it’s the end of the dream

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh x4

I’m coming home, I’m coming home, you can taste it in the wind the war
is over

And I listen to the clicking of the train wheels as we roll across the
border

And they ask me of the time I was caught behind their lines and taken
prisoner

They only held me for a day a lucky break, I say, they turn and listen
closer

I’ll never know, I’ll never know why I was taken from the line

and all the others

To board a special train and journey deep into the heart of holy Russia

And it’s cold and damp in the transit camp and the air is still and
sullen

The pale sun of October whispers the snow will soon be coming

And I wonder when I’ll be home again, and the morning answers, never

And the evening sighs and the steely Russian skies go on