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Things look so lonesome, down that road ahead
Things look so dark, down that road ahead.
I'm a covered with grease
From my head to my feet
My hands are cut and calloused
I spent all my bucks on a
Broke down truck
I broke down south of Dallas.
I'm the highway patrol
The highway patrol
The hours are long and my pay is low
but I'll do my best to keep you slow
I'm just a doing my job
I'm the highway patrol.
She changed her mind somewhere near Dallas
Left me on the highway all alone
And man it sure is a long walk back to San Antone.
Too many nights in a roadhouse
Too much wine, women, and song
Too many days on the highway
Then I run around all night long
I take a good look in the mirror
In the cold gray light of dawn
Too many nights in a roadhouse
Run a real good boy wrong.
Highway 61 run right by my baby's door
You know, if I don't get the girl I'm loving
Ain't going down Highway 61 no more.
I found out long ago
It's a long way down the holiday road.
We've got to keep this traffic
Flowing and accept a little spin
So this long line of cars
Will never have an end
And this long line of cars
Keeps coming around the bend
From the streets of sacramento
To the freeways of l.a.
If you want to have cities,
You've got to build roads.
Was totin' my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road
When along came a semi with a high and canvas covered load
"If you're going to Winnemucca, Mack, with me you can ride."
So I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside
He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand
And I said, "Listen, I've traveled every road in this here land."
Down the road in the rain and snow
The man and his machine would go
Oh the secrets that old car would know
Sometimes I hear him sayin'
Don't gimme no Buick
Son you must take my word
If there's a God in heaven
He's got a Silver Thunderbird.
There's a rugged road on the prairie
Stretchin' all across the last frontier
There a stranger strives solitary
Blessed is the lonesome pioneer
Roll on, roll on, roll on.
Bangin' my head up against the wall
Doesn't tell me anything at all
This life is so confusing
I think of mine and what I've been losing
Driving sideways down the highways.
Two floors above the butcher
First door on the right
Life filled to the brim
As I stood by my window and looked out on those
Brooklyn Roads.
Rita said, "Come back"
As he started to load
The sun was comin' up
And I was runnin' down the road.
And the road's been my school.
When I lost my way, found myself on rugged road
With a head full of trouble carryin' a heavy, heavy load
I was stumblin' blind, goin down that rugged road
And no one could help me I had to walk that road alone.
You think thoughts don't build highways move mountains burn bridges
You got another think coming
Still you keep traveling sideways and winding up in these ditches.
Get your big trucks rolling down Hiway 9
Put on the armor, it's party time
Going to dance with the devil
of our own design
et your big trucks rolling down Hiway 9.
On the highway home
When you're alone in the dark
Remember I love you.
Now I'm a star, but every time I sing
My heart goes driftin' down the dusty Dixie Road
Taking my mind back in time.
A fast car makes you want to get out and do things
In the US of A
Driving in the US of A
When you motor away beyond the once-red lips
When you free yourself from the chance of a lifetime
You can be anyone they told you to
You can belittle every little voice that told you so
And then the time will come when you add up the numbers
And then the time will come when you motor away
Oh, why don't you just drive away?
95 95
Just to keep us alive
95 95
Just to keep us alive.
Well you really got me this time
And the hardest part is knowing I'll survive.
I've come to listen for the sound of the trucks
As they move down out on 95
And pretending it's the ocean,
Comin' down to wash me clean
Baby do you know what I mean...
Saw you riding around in your brand new automobile
Yeah, she was sitting there happy with her handsome driver,
At the wheel in your brand new automobile
Yes, if I lock up on my shotgun again,
He won't be your driver no more, all right boys, all right boys.
I feel her in my heart still
Everytime I see her face
On the street in the hollow in the bend
I see her in my mind and then
I go down the road not taken...again
Green light says go, red light says stop
Look-a-here boy, you better be on your watch
There's standin' a highway man, parked on the side of the road
You better be careful, 'bout how you drive on the road.
Blue hotel, on a lonely highway,
Blue hotel, life don't work out my way.
Well the moon is on the highway,
darkness fills the sky.
As long as I keep driving,
I know that I won't die.
And I'm gone, gone, gone.
Gone ridin'.
The faster you drive, the less you can feel.
The lights on the road, are strange and unreal.
When there's nothing to lose, there's nothing to win.
In a night without day, on a road without end, darling,
Kings of the highway, we will be.
You women have heard of jalopies
You've heard the noise they make
Well let me introduce my new Rocket 88
Yes it's great, just won't wait
Everybody likes my Rocket 88
Baby we'll ride in style
Moving all along.
Driving through the wind and rain
Got my baby beside me too
Baby we're going home
Just me and you.
Out on the road again
From city to city
Doing one night stands
You know that I can't complain
Don't think of me bad if I don't get around
Or think that I just don't care.
It's just that the scene won't let me rest
Driving me on but I do declare
In my mind I keep thinking of you
But I know I don't see you much.
There's people on the highway
People in the town
You can't just get away
I'm going to the mountains
Going by the sea
You won't see me again
Going to move, I'm going to leave my troubles behind
No girl I've loved has ever held me down.
No reason can I give for leaving this town
My love is true, my love is true,
But the road's long
And I got to see my journey through . . .
Some day you'll see, some day you'll see
My rambling's going to be the death of me.
Strolling down the highway
Gonna get there my way
Dusk till dawn I've been walkin'
Can't you hear my guitar talkin'
While I stroll on down the highway.
Have you ever been there
That long and lonesome road
Walking by yourself
You're all alone
Alone with the blues
It's not a kindly world
Not a smile on a friendly face
As you walk on by.
The preacher and my bride are waiting
And my wedding bells are starting to chime
I can't kiss and hold
And its driving me out of my mind
The bridge washed out
I can't swim
And my baby's on the other side.
Honey, it's a long, long road
I can't see what's coming round the bend
Too many miles on this old heart of mine
I'm broke down and lonesome again.
How many hours 'til I hold him?
How many days before we hit the road again?
Endless highway, he don't know how much I miss him
Heading down this road, bound for Tennessee
The longest highway runs between us
Though you're just a heartbeat away
When I think of you, my heart knows no difference
I've got you with me every day.
The road is a lover
You never recover
Not now or any time soon.
These lonesome highway
That I'm walkin' by myself
The long long highway
Now that I'm walkin' by myself.
Hey now mama you look so fine
Ridin' round in your Mercury 49
I'm crazy 'bout a Mercury, I'm crazy 'bout a Mercury
I'm gonna buy me a Mercury
And cruise it up and down the road
You took the jack
And changed the flat
And got behind the wheel--
Now you're
Driving sideways
Taken in by the scenery
As you're propelled along
And your companion
Will not help you to navigate
For fear she may be wrong
It don't matter where it takes me
Long as I can keep this feeling soarin' through, my soul
Never took this road before -- destination unknown
Oh oh oh ohohoh -- destination unknown
Won't be comin' back this way gotta go it alone
Oh oh oh ohohoh -- destination unknown.
Charlie's got a gold watch
Don't seem like a whole lot
After thirty years of drivin'
Up and down the interstate.
He called as soon as he hit New York City
The highway was like ice and the wind was turning cold
He wanted me to know how much he missed me
And my picture keeps him going on the lonely road.
I don't think I can take anymore
And you're really only hurting yourself
Hanging down on Telephone Road.
Now I'll take a little time to try to find
just where I went wrong
Telephone Road, give my woman back to me.
They laid a highway a few years back
Next town over by the railroad track.
Some nights, I'm glad it passed us by.
Some nights, I sit and watch my hometown die.
Yesterday we had a good thing going
I loved the way our love was growing
Thought I'd found love and affection
when you turned your love in the other direction
your love made a U-turn away from me
your love made a U-turn
left me standing there in the street.
You know 61 Highway
Is the longest road that I know
You know 61 Highway
Is the longest road that I know
It run from Chicago
Down to the Gulf of Mexico...
If I die before my time should come
Won't you bury my body
Out on Highway 61.
Traveling eternity road
What will you find there?
Carrying your heavy load
Searching to find a piece of mind.
I'm going back to Mississippi
To the land of the burning sun
Back where 98 Highway
Cross Highway 51 . . .
Back to the place I was born
That's where I belong.
It's a long way from Pittsburgh
Down to Knoxville, Tennessee,
But I'm in it for the long haul
And that's alright with me
Night time keeps me in the road house
Daylight's burning up the miles
The blacktop goes forever.
I was born a highway child . . .
So let's get the big wheel rolling
And rock on down the line.
White crosses on the side of the road
White crosses lying straight in a row
White crosses shining in the night.
Rain dripping off the brim of my hat
Sure is cold today
Here I am walking down Sixty Six
Wish she hadn't done me that way
Sleeping under a table in a roadside park
A man could wake up dead.
Me and my daddy watched 'em all roll through town
I saw life only dreamed of
They just wave goodbye
Put that hammer down.
To go down that road no more
Won't need to leave your doorway.
The longest highway that I know
Well, it runs from New York City down to the Gulf of Mexico
I travel it all the time
That's where my baby stay.
Walkin' down King's Highway
Black cat crossin' my path
I know that's her trying to make me stay
But, I ain't looking back
I ain't looking back
King's Highway
I got to travel that
King's Highway.
Get your motor running
California Interstate 1
Pacific Coast Party
If you got to work today
Get yourself a new vocation
Pacific Coast Party.
It's a long road, but I'm gonna find the end
It's a long road, but I'm gonna find the end
And when I get back, I'm gonna shake hands with a friend.
All she wants to do is ride
is ride
is ride
is ride
is ride.
You call me insane
Honey, that's my middle name
And I don't care which way the wind will blow
'Cause I don't know
So down the road I go.
I'm giving you fair warning
I'm gonna say goodbye
And when I'm walkin' out the door
Don't want to hear you cry.
There's so much highway out there
That I ain't never seen
And all I need is cigarettes, guitars and gasoline.
Cadillac on the interstate
Ran a redneck in the ditch
Big city lawyer calls
Says, "Son, gonna make you rich
Just put your shoulder in a sling
And your neck in a brace
We're gonna take his butt to court."
And it's all about the money.
And the road home keeps on gettin' longer
Old friends and yesterday's are further away
And that old home grown felling's gettin' stronger
Sayin' I'm gonna be a goner if I don't go back someday.
Start the car
We gotta move
This ain't no livin'
This ain't no groove
It's been a long hard road
Come on baby, drive it home
Start the car.
I spent years chasin' after
A restless wind callin' out my name
I was wild-eyed and crazy
With a spirit that could not be tamed.
I had no direction
Lord, knows that I've been lost a time or two
But fate was there to guide me
And lead me down the road to you.
Well it's a long stretch of highway
From Tulsa to Tennessee
You know I had to do it my way
It may have got the best of me.
But the sailors jockey for the fast lane
So 101 don't miss it
There's rolling hills and concrete fields
And the broken line's on your mind
The eights go east and the fives go north
And the merging nexus back and forth
You see your sign, cross the line, signalling with a blink.
It was up and down the east coast
All the toll booths flying by
It was late winter I remember it well
All the birds took to the sky
We could talk for hours and never get tired
But somehow I couldn't tell the truth
It went floating out the window
When I rode next to you.
There's ten thousand people you see every day
Camped under the bridges and under the trees
With rattletrap cars that are falling apart
From Joplin, Missouri, to Los Angeles.
I'm going out with my baby tonight
Whole lots of loving, in that straight 8 Pontiac
We've gonna get on the highway
Cut the bright lights on
Turn the radio on.
Gotta get crankin' now, gotta get movin' now
Fasten your belt I'm takin' good care of you
(C'mon) Let's get outta town
(C'mon) before the sun goes down
We'll take the 5 to the 109
We're gonna leave all our troubles behind.
He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots
And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back;
He had a hopped up 'cycle that took off like a gun,
That fool was the terror of Highway 101.
All I wanna do is
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like.
I'm in love with my car
Gotta feel for my automobile
Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar
Such a thrill when your radials squeal.
Drivin' in a Slick Black Cadillac
It's got solid gold hubcaps
It makes me feel like a king
I only need one thing
And that's a Slick Black Cadillac
Hit the road, jack
And don't you come back
No more no more no more no more
Hit the road, jack
And don't you come back
No more
Now I locked my doors
The sun went down
Said goodbye to Boston town
Mass Turnpike to Route 15
You take me on down to the New York scene
Humming of the tires, it sure is pretty
Think about the women in New York City
On the road again.
Isn't this a perfect day?
Everybody let me change lanes
On the freeway.
Well, I cleaned my windows, now the streaks are gone
And I can see for miles not a road too long
So pack my bags, give them all away
Well, I'm sorry but I cannot stay, it's true
I'm moving through.
