The Final Miles by David Knopfler Lyrics

We rolled into the river
The horses drank it dry
It was just above the flood plain
Where we hung out our sign

With no clouds in the valley
And no God on our side
We’d rode the longest distance
But we walked the final miles
The final miles
The final miles

And mama had a black book
We read by candle-light
And from that tiny Bible
I learned to read and write

We were holding out for something
Hoping for good soil
Looking out for our loved ones
And for something more than toil
Something more than toil
And the valley took its victims
It bled the horses dry
We rode the longest distance
But we walked the final miles
The final miles
The final miles
The final miles