Oh, Cinnamon Road That's where we would go to try and feel better Oh, hot summer breeze The tops of the trees reachin' forever So you take all the things that you felt then And never did show With a picture in your head of somebody That you never did know Put 'em all in a box And you leave 'em down Cinnamon Road But all the money in the world Is never gonna let you go Oh, where did you go Cinnamon Road, I wanna feel better Oh, bibles and beads Stacks of degrees reachin' forever So you take all the things that you felt then And never did show With a picture in your head of somebody That you never did know You put 'em all in a box And you leave 'em down Cinnamon Road But all the money in the world Is never gonna let you go All the money in the world Down Cinnamon Road All the money in the world Down Cinnamon Road All the money in the world Down Cinnamon Road All the money in the world Is never gonna let you go So you take all the things that you felt then And never did show With a picture in your head of somebody That you never did know Put 'em all in a box And you leave 'em down Cinnamon Road But all the money in the world Is never gonna let you go All the money in the world Down Cinnamon Road All the money in the world Down Cinnamon Road All the money in the world Down Cinnamon Road All the money in the world Is never gonna let you go