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God, this road sure can be long.
Another endless day
Another seven hundred miles
Will take me further from my home.
I know you feel helpless now,
I know you feel alone
That's the same, the same road that I'm on.
It didn't take me long at all I had her runnin' good
I loved to hear those horses thunder underneath her hood
I had her shinin' like a diamond and I'd put the rag top down
All the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her thruogh town
This old highway, she's a hotter
Than nine kinds of hell
The rides, they is scarce as the rain
When you're down to your last shuck
With nothing to sell
And too far away from the train.
Talkin' to myself again out here on the road
Lord, I carry a heavy load ….
I've been on this road too long
It's time now to get off the road
Spend the night, Grabbed the cat
And we hit the road
Out on the 40 headin' west
Giving up a good idea
Well, someone else's dream
We blamed Nashville
For our unrest.
Blue Kentucky highway headin' for the line
She hadn't said a word all night but the wheels are turnin' in her mind
Now I was ridin' shotgun and I knew things had gone awry
Just as soon as she dropped me off at the side of the road and she let that gravelfly
Now I'm walkin' in the moonlight seein' nothin' but the taillights
And that's a pair of taillights I may never see again
This road goes on forever
So I'm headed for the ditch.
I've been driving for an hour
Just talking to the rain
Said I've been driving crazy
Cause its keeping you away
So just give me one good reason
Tell me why I should stay
Cause I don't wanna waste another moment
Saying things we were never meant to say.
What my heart needs now is rest
So I'm packin' up and I'm headed west
My mind's made up, I put it to the test
Pushin' myself and this old machine
Burnin' fumes and what's left of my dreams
Let 'em go 'cause I don't need no strings
Just give me a road and a little gasoline.
You say your bags are packed
You won't be coming back
You'll hit I-35 and be in cowtown by tonight
In Austin, here with me
Ain't where you want to be
But somewhere down the line
Will the price be way too high.
It's just an ordinary story 'bout the way things go
Round and around nobody knows, but the highway
Goes on forever, that 'ol highway rolls on forever.
Lord she never would've done it if she hadn't got drunk
If she hadn't started running with a travelin' man…
Leaving Louisiana in the broad daylight
It's just an ordinary story 'bout the way things go
Round and around nobody knows, but the highway goes on forever
There ain't no way to stop the water.
Highway came into this land
Maybe 25 years ago, there was nothing standing.
Now the neon lights there on the north side of town
Holiday Inn, Howard Johnson, Burger King,Burger Town.
Take 26 from 66, it's I-40
But those weren't just the numbers on the sign
When you're just another off-ramp on another Interstate
You're the tiny dot on the long red line
I was takin' a trip out to L.A.
Toolin' along in my Chevrolet …
Just as I crossed the Mississippi line
I heard that highway start to whine
And I knew that left rear tire was about to go.
Well, the spare was flat and I got uptight
'Cause there wasn't a fillin' station in sight
So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim
I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
It was right in front of this little bar
Kind of redneck lookin' joint, called the Dew Drop Inn.
I've traveled north to Mackinaw
to Sault Ste Marie,
The livin's fine in Canada
but there's places yet to see,
Just down the road aways
There's a highway so they say,
That stretches fifteen hundred miles
From here to Tampa Bay.
I'm rollin' along down I-75
Leavin' all my worries far behind,
From the Great Lakes to the Gulf along I-75
Ain't got nothin' but blue skies on my mind.
City streets and lonely highways
I travel down
My car is empty and the radio just seems to bring me down
I'm just tryin' to find me
A pretty smile that I can get into
It's true, I'm lost without you.
Late at night on some dark deserted highway,
On my way to another lonesome town,
I thought I might see the first light of a new day,
As it lay like fool's gold on the ground.
Cruisin' on down the Lincoln Highway
Before it turned into the Will Rogers Highway…
Now a lot of misery's rattled down that road
From a trail of tears to watching the population explode
Counting clicks on what's left of 66
I'm goin' down the road again
All by myself
Just coulda used a special friend
Baby, just a little help.
Oh baby, honey, what's wrong with you
You don't treat me, daddy, like you used to do
Oh baby, you don't have to go
I'm going to head out myself
Down the road I go.
I'd like to settle down but they won't let me
A fugitive must be a rolling stone
Down every road there's always one more city
I'm on the run, the highway is my home.
The paper told of how you lost your life
The party and the fatal crash that night
The race upon the highway, the curve you didn't see
And now you're in that long black limousine.
The white line is a lifeline to the nation.
And men like Will and Sonny make it move.
Livin' like a gipsy, always on the go.
Doin' what they best know how to do.
Well, I wonder just what makes a man keep pushin' on
Why must I keep on singin' this old highway song.
I've been from coast to coast a hundred times or more,
And I ain't seen one place that I ain't been before.
One time I spent a week inside a little country jail
And I don't guess I'll ever live it down,
I was sittin' at the red light when these
two men came and got me.
Said I was speeding through their town.
"I don't know why it is everytime I take a trip,
It's always raining somewhere down the line.
This time it was in Prestonsburg, Kentucky,
I stopped to give a country boy a ride…."
The wind is blowin' hot
Blowin' through my oldest daughter's hair
With everything else I forgot
I drove her out to college
Drove back through an empty space
Thinkin' back to when she was a baby
Tryin' hard to see that face
I gotta circle back
Tough something near
Find out which way to go
To get out of here.
Saw a red tailed hawk eatin' road kill
Said, "Man, what happened to your dignity?"
He said, "Subdivisions have taken my home
And there's no more prey to eat."
I said, "Where we gonna live?"
He said, "Anywhere you want to, I guess.
All you creature walkin' upright 'round here
Well you've really made a mess."
I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride,
Sword and pistol by my side,
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade,
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade.
True love travels on a gravel road
Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger
On smooth streets paved with gold.
We were late for a session
Down at Saville Row
City decided they're going to dig up the road
But we got to keep driving
Keep on tryin' to speed on.
Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
We got a little crazy but we never got caught.
It was just an old hand-me-down Ford
With a three speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy, two hands on the wheel
I can't replace the way it made me feel
I would press that clutch and I'd keep it tight
And he'd say a little slower son, you're doin' just fine
Just a dirt road with trash on each side but I was Mario Andretti
When daddy let me drive.
There is a highway from coast to coast
New York to Los Angeles
I'm goin' down that road
With troubles on my mind
Got those 66 highway blues
Every old town that I ramble around
Down that lonesome road
Police in your town
They shove me around
Got those 66 highway blues
When I look down the road she don't know
How it gets under my skin
She's got my body but my heart and soul
Are out there riding the wind.
If I'm not over you by the time I get to Georgia
Then I'm Alabama bound…
I only got ten miles to go
Before I cross the state line…
I'll drive all the way to California,
No, I won't turn around.
I'm talkin' Route 66
I need a highway fix …
Gotta feel my motor turning, burning, turning
Keep my motor running
To the end of the line
Down that Route 66.
Saw a Greyhound coming
Stuck up my thumb
Just as I was being seated
The driver caught my arm
Said that'll be cash on the barrelhead, son
This old gray dog gets paid to run
When the engine starts, lawd,
The wheels won't roll
Give me cash on the barrelhead
I'll take you down the road.
Might be chasin' down some dream you had
Just decide to take a ride
Could be it's your business takes you to the other side
Lookin' for some work to do, try to find someplace to play
2200 miles of 66 goes both ways
2200 miles or so from LA to Chicago
2200 miles or so Chicago to LA
2200 miles or so, about 2200 miles
2200 miles of highway that goes both ways.
It's all I know
This empty road
It keeps me looking for a place in your heart.
Lost out on this highway
the passing cars, they blind me
because I would be there if I was a better man.
I am driving up 85 in the
Kind of morning that lasts all afternoon
Just stuck inside the gloom
Four more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
And leave it all behind.
And there ain't no telling what I'll find
But I might as well move down the line
'Cause there's no comfort here in your zip code
I'd rather break down on the highway
With no one to share my load
And cry on the shoulder of the road.
I could smell the rain from the storm blowing in
And I looked outside where your car shoulda been
Just the street light's glare on the empty street
When that rain came down in a twisted sheet.
Drive on slowly, drive on by
One red rose in the candlelight.
Light me a candle, light me a fire
Come sit by the window with the shade drawn
o the best of intentions and the worst of desires
Leave by the Gulf Road in the grey dawn.
Onto some bright future somewhere
Down the road to points unknown
Sending post cards when they get there
Wherever it is they think they're goin'.
When I get back from the East Coast
Will you still be around?
Well that's hard to say
Doesn't look that way …
And I see your shining eyes
In the middle of the night
Between the highway lines
and the runway lights.
Hear the trucks on the highway
And the ticking of the clocks
There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon
Bullet holes in the mailbox
Key holes in my mind
Too long in the wasteland
And falling behind.
Baby, what do you say we just get lost
Leave this one horse town like two rebels without a cause…
We can throw what we own in the back of a U-Haul van
A couple modern day Moses, searching for the promised land
We can go for a hundred miles before we stop for gas
We can drive for a day and then we'll take a look at the map
Heads Carolina, tails California.
We'll drive around the lake
Just a little too fast,
My eyes on the lights
Her hand on my shoulder.
Ninety miles outside Chicago
Can't stop driving
I don't know why…
I'm speeding by the place
Where I met you
For the ninety-seventh time tonight.
I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas,
It was a little place called Hamburger Dan's
And I heard that old jukebox a-playin',
A song about a truck drivin' man.
We were out on a date in my daddy's car.
We hadn't driven very far.
There in the road, straight ahead
A car was stalled, the engine was dead.
I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right.
I'll never forget the sound that night.
The screamin' tires, the bustin' glass
The painful scream that I heard last.
Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me.
I took a drive today
Time to emancipate
I guess it was the beatings made me wise
But I'm not about to give thanks, or apologize
I couldn't breathe, holdin' me down
Hand on my face, pushed to the ground.
I'm gonna drive my daddy's Thunderbird
A white rad ride, '66 ('67) so glam it's absurd
I'm gonna put her in the back seat
And drive her to Tennessee.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Tennessee
Yeah, yeah, yeah, drive her.
Lady cab driver -- can u take me 4 a ride?
Don't know where I'm goin'
'cuz I don't know where I've been
So just put your foot on the gas -- let's drive.
The horizon was calling
As we drove into the setting sun
Going back to that country that we still call home …
It's only the code of the road
And the sound of the motor wheel crying.
Don't forget my love
Don't bring it all tumbling down.
Drivin' through the deserts
There's a thousand things on my mind
Shadows in the mountains
I'm counting those broken white lines, oh yeah.
The road leads to anywhere
Leaves the city behind
I'm speedin' through this emptiness
The moon is full and it shines shines shines.
Roadside motor court cabins made of sandstone
Travelin' in style was a port in the storm
If those walls could talk
The stories they could tell, son
Roadside motor court used to keep you safe and warm
But now there's holes in the roof
And weeds by the door
The building's still there
But they don't see no travelers no more.
There's a detour sign
On a road that winds
Out on the broad highway
But the place for me is a sign I see
T-U-L-S-A straight ahead.
I climbed back on board my old semi
And then like a flash I was gone
I got them ol' truck wheels a-rollin
I'm on my way to San Antone.
The road leads where it's led
And all the darlings cover Earth
With bare hands.
Atlas shrugged here on Planet Claire,
With his lead umbrella for the acid rain.
He put the earth down, and stuck out his thumb,
And he hitched a ride out on the freeway of the plains.
Well, it's sunrise on the freeway
As I get back from town
Find you standin' in my boots,
Kicking my dog around …
Who needs ya'?
Gonna kick off my shoes and run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well, gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends.
I'm lookin' down the barrel of Friday night
Ridin' on a river of freeway lights
Goodbye city, I'm country bound.
If I had to walk all the way to California
would find a way because that's how bad I want you, girl.
If had to crawl every single inch of highway
That's just what I'd do
You know I would find me something going my way, girl
There ain't nothin' in the world ever ever goin' to
keep me from you.
278,104,50,440,209
But 66 is much more fun
Get the load I carry
To Tucumcari
Here I come.
Let's go to heaven in my car
I want to drive you there tonight.
Let's go to heaven in my car
We won't be stoppin' for red lights
Huggin' the curves
And I'm out of control
Goin' eye to eye with the radio.
I'm a little past Little Rock
Further down the line
Too soon to know what's up ahead
Too late to change my mind
I gotta keep my heart out of this and both hands on the wheel
I'm learnin' more with every mile just how leavin' feels
It's a lonely stretch of blacktop out into the blue.
Sheila's load is hard to bear
It's such a load right now
Sheila shot in self defense
She's on the road right now
Used to be that Sheila was in love
She used to love a man who liked to shove
not any more
Sheila's on the road right now.
High heel slippers on the side of the road
I don't think she's looking for the ghost of Tom Joad
She's looking for some food
Looking for some love
Looking for something she can't quite call the name of
Sweet hitchhiker, you're in luck
I'm the type of man who picks you up.
I've got a bright red sticker on the back of my car
And yesterday a lady in a mini-van
Held up her middle finger at me.
Does she think she knows what I stand for
Or the things that I believe
Just by looking at a sticker for the US Marines
On the bumper of my S.U.V.?
Go on and go
Just hit the road
You won't find me standin' in your way
If you're not happy with me
Then I'll gladly set you free
Go on and go away.
Well, were listenin' to the radio.
Flyin' down the highway.
Feelin' like outlaws.
Wind's goin'our way.
Sittin' right beside him.
Hell-bent, holdin' on.
Flippin' through the stations.
Lookin'for a fast song.
Singin' along with the ones we know.
Listenin' to the radio.
She went out for cigarettes
And just kept driving on.
He doesn't even know it yet
But she's gone
As far away as she can get
Passed the point of no regret.
Turn the radio on
To drown out the sound of goodbye
Blink back the tears
Show me you've still got your pride
Just get yourself lost
In a sad country song
Those guys that they play
Know just what to say.
Come on, baby, let's get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas
With the top rolled down
There's a chill in my bones
I don't want to be left alone
So baby you can sleep while I drive…
We'll go through Tucson up to Santa Fe
And Barbara in Nashville says we're welcome to stay.
Girl, you taught me how to hurt real bad
And cry myself to sleep
And showed me how this town can shatter dreams …
Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Lonely, lonely streets that I call home
Yea, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
The only things that keep me hangin' on.
Lord, the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long
Because another man has got my woman and gone
Ah and I wish to the Lord you'd bring my woman back home
Yeah I wish to the Lord you'd bring my woman back home
I'm not so lonesome, I just don't want to be alone.
I was headed north on Highway 5
On a star-lit Sunday night
When a pick-up flew by me out of control.
He swerved left then back right
He never hit the brakes
As he left the road …
With an empty whiskey bottle by his side
And through the blood and tears
He whispered in my ear
A few last words just before he died
Don't tell Mama I was drinkin'
Lord knows her soul would never rest.
A hundred cups of coffee, 500 cigarettes
A thousand miles of highway
And I ain't forgot her yet
But I keep moving
I keep moving down the line.
On my way up north, up on the Ventura
I pulled back the hood and I was talking to you
And I knew then it would be a life long thing
But I didn't know that we could break a silver lining.
Things you said that day up on the 101
The girl had come undone.
I tried to downplay it with a bet about us
You said that you'd take it
as long as I could not erase it.
When our baby Kate was born
It was the biggest day of my life.
Lying there, little bows in her hair
In the loving arms of my wife
I was the proudest papa in the USA
Makin' a living on the road
Somewhere a thousand miles away.
We got friends left behind
You got towns can't go back
No place that ever feels like home
Except the wrong side of the track
No easy road to get where you want to go
Gown on that lost highway.
Warm wind blow the dust around
There ain't no shade that you have found
On the road to Bakersfield.
Well I'm changing all my strings,
I'm gonna write another travellin' song
About all the billion highways
And the cities at the break of dawn.
White lines on blacktop
Racing with the raindrops
Crying with the wipers in 4/4 time.
All I know is left back
Scattered in the tire tracks.
I turned the wrong way to paradise …
Lost in the night
Driving my heart around.
It was just after dark when the truck started down
the hill that leads into Scranton, Pennsylvania.
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
He was a young driver, just out on his second job.
And he was carrying the next day's pasty fruits
He passed a sign that he should have seen,
He was thinking perhaps about the warm-breathed woman
Who was waiting at the journey's end.
He started down the two mile drop,
The curving road that wound from the top of the hill.
He was pushing on through the shortening miles that ran down to the depot.
Just a few more miles to go,
Then he'd go home and have her ease his long, cramped day away.
And the smell of thirty thousand pounds of bananas.
I just wanted you to know
Sometimes driving home at night
I let your memory take control
And you're sitting by my side
I turn up the radio
And cruise down old Route 59
And girl it's solid gold,
Well, I'll let you go
I just wanted you to know.
Got my eyes on the road,
My back to the load,
My hands on the wheel,
I'm a long run rider,
I'm a concrete cowboy,
Rollin' down the road
On rubber and steel.
Tell me why the road keeps turning
When everything you want is straight ahead.
And everything I thought worth learning
Is forgotten when I see your face instead.
I'm stuck out on the Ring Road tonight
The stars are crossed
If I don't find my way round soon
I'm sure to end up lost.
Sheffield has that certain mix of danger and despair
I need to roll these windows down and breathe the
cold night air …
The Romans built these roads to last another thousand years
And I'm riding around in circles like it starts and ends right here
The raindrops on my windshield now have all turned to ice and snow
I'm stuck out on the Ring Road with a million miles to go.
Yeah, I'm just gonna lay on back
Leave it on cruise control
I'm gonna hold it all inside
Till the right time comes down the road.
Got your letter and read between each line
I've been praying you'd be waiting
Just remember, I'm going to make you mine.
I'm going to drive all night
Until the morning light
I'm going to roll till dawn
I've got the windows down and the radio on.
Darling, I'm coming down old Route Number 67
I just got off the turnpike,
Avoiding the Ohio state inspection
Johnny law followed me up the road
But then he turned off and he let me go
I guess this old truck ain't worth shutting down
And your voice last night on the telephone
Said you wouldn't be there when I got home
So when I get to Cleveland,
I'm going to head back south.
Tell 'em I'm driving and it's alright
Turn on this wheel turn on headlights
100 different bibles by my side
In my white gown I'll go flying down
Oh my eyes - it cannot be
He said no - it cannot be
All that time - it cannot be
He said - it cannot be
I have walked all alone on these streets I call home
Streets of hope, streets of fear
Through the sidewalk cracks, time disappears.
I'm gonna feel the air
breathe the countryside
long as those wheels keep rollin'
I'll be satisfied
Gonna ride, ride, ride.
Southbound
Breezes blowing
This town ain't my home
You can slow me down
But I'm going
If I can turn this road I'm on Southbound.
Poor little critter on the road!
Where were you trying to go?
Life holds a bucket full of woe
For a poor little critter on the road.
Busted flat in Baton Rouge,
Headed for the trains.
I was feelin' nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down,
Just before it rained;
Took us all the way to New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues.
With them windshield wipers slappin time, and Bobby clappin hands,
We finally sang up every song that driver knew.
I was driving through Nebraska
I saw the sky turn from black to grey to blue
And a deer came bounding down by the byway
With a grace and beauty that was you.
And later in that sandhill morning
I passed another highway cross
And I thought of the ones that I've loved in my life
And thought of all the ones that I've loved that I've lost
When the big wheels start to turn
There are lessons to be learned.
Lost my roadmap in Memphis but I know I'm headed south
I feel the Mississippi call me down to its mouth
To a town called New Orleans where they call a street a La Rue
Cajun ladies know about these deep south 61 Delta highway blues.
The last light on the prairie, it shimmers and shakes
Its twilight time and all the stars they start to wake
I'm driving south beside the El Dorado fire
All I feel is passion and desire
Yes, you do it to me everytime
That you roll across my mind
And right into my heart.
Here's a traveling song sent to you from me
I wrote it on Kansas Highway two eight three
Where a roadside dream
Had carried me away
Into the closing of the day.
But do you ever think about
All those nights we used to spend
Lost on some dark highway throwing caution to the wind
We were rolling down the road, yea yea
With all caution to the wind.
I used to run out on the level land
Sun beating down on the Cimarron sands
My heart still lies in those wind swept plains
Where poor dirt farmers used to pray for rain
One thing I miss, you know I like it
Riding down the red dirt roads at night
I'm talking about those Oklahoma times.
Let me roll, let me roll,
Let the daylight push me, baby
Till I'm clear out of sight
I don't care what's wrong, never knew what was right
Rolling down the highway thru the neon night.
I've got a new car and it runs real good
I never even have to check under the hood
We go raging thru the night like a fire unleashed
The motor purrs like a kitten, that's the beauty of the beast
I've drove that car from sea to sea
Best thing about it is it's trouble free.
I'm driving a big lazy car
Rushing down the highway in the dark
Got one hand steady on my wheel
One hand trembling over my heart
It's counting, baby, like it's gonna bust right on through
And it ain't gonna stop
Until I'm alone again with you.
If you need me, take a 4-lane headed my way
Take a bus, take a plane, take a car, take a train
Take a bike, hitch a ride, you decide.
If you need me, you know where I'll be
In Tennessee.
Let your hair out, kick you feet up
Gone slow down, can't get enough
If you really want to know
Go on and let's go, baby
You and me and the windshield
Singing Na, Na, Na. Na, Na, Na.
We're heading for your town
Look for the road dogs
Destination always new
Smooth as a groove
With the traveling blues
We got a lot of things to do.
"Hit that road Jack and don't you come back no more."
I said, baby baby don't treat me so mean
You're the meanest old woman that I ever seen
I guess if you say so, I'm gonna have to pack my things and go
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more, no more, no more, no more
Well up on Main Street
By the Taxi Stand
There's a crowd of people in a traffic jam.
Rolling along, sun kissed and crazy
Oh to be young driving with my baby.
There's a three-trailer rig just a throwin' up spray
Not legal to run on this kind of a day …
As he hauls it on out to the Oregon coast …
You just stay over right and we'll get along fine.
It's Memorial Day in America
Everybody's on the road
Let's remember our fallen heroes
Y'all be sure and drive slow.
Meanwhile back on the beltway cars are waiting in lines
Stars are blocked out by the shine of the signs
You might want to say "it's a sign of the times."
But Darlin', won't you meet me in the old part of town.
Picked you up in Pocatello
In some truck stop parking lot …
You kept talking clear to Salt Lake
Liked to drove us all insane.
But now I'm flying down
That four lane highway
Screaming out your name.
Faithless, fine, and gone.
How fast will it go?
Can it get me
Over her quickly
Zero to sixty?
Can it outrun her memory?
Yeah, what I really need
Is an open road
And a whole lot of speed.
Headed down south to the land of the pine
And I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline
Starin' up the road
And pray to God I see headlights.
I made it down the coast in seventee hours
Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh
I can see my baby tonight.
And today I took my wife for a walk
Down that old dirt road
Where my Daddy took my Mom so many times
And we found the time
To mention things we never had before
And we shared some thoughts about the family life.
On the road
Where the night is black
On the road
Where you don't look back
There's a white line in the distance
Where it's goin' nobody knows
If it's anywhere, you'll find it
On the road.
I heard all the roads, they lead to Memphis
Except for the one I'm stumbling down.
Sometimes I dream I'm driving down an old dirt road
Not even listed on a map
I pass a dad and son carrying a fishing pole
But I always wake up every time I try to turn back.
Every road that I've been down
The only truth that I have found
There's only one thing I can't live without
Well I'm east bound and down, loaded up and truckin'
An'we gonna do what they say can't be done
We've got a long way to go, and a short time to get there
I'm east bound, just watch 'ol Bandit run.
Somewhere on the road tonight
Thought I heard you call my name.
Thought I saw you standing in the light
In the pouring rain.
Thought I heard your footsteps,
Turned around and you were gone
Somewhere on the road tonight
I'm dreaming about home.
You can see the freeway dividing
It's a pity you can't take them both
One leads to the valley or down some blind alley
The other runs down to the coast …
Too many roads lead to nowhere
But how they twist and they turn
And dead end in a dusty strip mall
Where your tires all shredded and burned.
He's got a star map of Hollywood
A list of cheap motels
All along the freeway
She's got a sister out in Vegas
The promise of a decent job
Far away from her hometown
They travel on the road to redemption
A highway out of yesterday - that tomorrow will bring
The sun has opened up my eyes
And I don't wanna leave your side
For that lonesome road but here I go
Climbing back behind the wheel of 50 feet
Of chrome and steel and a load they need in Chicago
Through the middle of the night.
Driving down the Interstate
Running thirty minutes late
Singing "Margaritaville" and minding my own.
See the USA in your Chevrolet
America is asking you to call
Drive your Chevrolet through the USA
America's the greatest land of all
On a highway or a road along a levee
Performance is sweeter, nothing can beat her
Life is completer in a Chevy
So make a date today to see the USA
And see it in your Chevrolet.
Take a drive baby up the coast, yeah Highway 101
I'll pass Ventura and Santa Barbara too, just as fast as my motor runs
Gotta pocket full of memories, some happy and some are sad
Gotta girl standin' by my side through the good times and the bad …
Listen to the boulevard, listen to the falling rain
I believe in love now, with all of its joys and pains
Follow the palm trees under the California sun
I believe in love now, I believe in love again
The highways that wind and wander
Over mountains, valleys, deserts and plains;
I guess I've drove about all of them
'Cause for the past 25 years
The cab of my truck has been my home.
Well, I hit the Interstate with tears in my eyes,
I turned on the radio and I got another surprise
"Breaker 1-9!" Came a voice on the air
"Just one word of thanks from Mama Teddy Bear!"
The highways, that wind and wander
Cross this lonesome land
Sure can get weary sometimes.
One more song about moving along the highway
I can't say much of anything that's new …
Traveling around sure gets me down and lonely
Nothing else to do but close my mind
And I sure hope the road don't get to own me
There's so many dreams that I've yet to find
But you're so far away.
That's why I'm sittin' on the front steps,
Staring down the road, wond'rin' if she'll come back,
This time I don't know.
After she packed, when she looked back
There were no tears in her eyes,
And that's got me worried thinking
Maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye.
On a lonely highway, stuck out in the rain.
Darlin' all I have to do is speak your name.
The clouds roll back and the waters part.
The sun starts shining in my heart for you.
You're right there in everything I do.
There's a road a winding road that never ends
Full of curves, lessons learned at every bend
Goin's rough unlike the straight and narrow
It's for those who go against the grain
Have no fear, dare to dream of a change
Live to march to the beat of a different drummer
And it all might come together
And it all might unraveled
On the road less traveled.
Don't want your money or your advice
Wouldn't trade this living for any price
The road gets lonely and it's all uphill
But I keep on riding 'til I get my fill
And that's why I say
I ride a blue highway.
As I travel down that Blue Bonnet Highway
I'm thankful I was born a lucky man
And I know that I will live and die my own way
Somewhere between the Red and Rio Grande.
It happened way out on Route 29
Some drunk driver came across the yellow line
Calvin's momma cried and his daddy sat and stared
Life can sure be unfair.
Couldn't wash away what I felt for you that day
Just you and me down an old dirt road
Nothing in our way except for The Georgia Rain.
Somewhere on a desert highway
She rides a Harley-Davidson
Her long blonde hair flyin' in the wind
She's been runnin' half her life
The chrome and steel she rides
Collidin' with the very air she breathes
The air she breathes.
Somewhere in eastern Kentucky
With a whole lot of time left to kill
I decided to get off the interstate
And drive on up into the hills …
Somewhere on the Jellico highway
It hit me so hard I could cry
I told you I didn't love you
God knows I was telling a lie.
A highwayman I'll always be
Looking for a woman
Who wouldn't want to marry me.
I can drive my car 10,000 miles
But there's a place I go
That's in your smile.
