作词 : Keen
It's a busted old town
On the plains of West Texas

The drugstore's closed down

The river's run dry

The semis roll through

Just like stainless steel stallions
Goin' hard

Goin' fast
Goin' wild

Rollin' hard
Rollin' fast
Rollin' by

The mission still stands

At the edge of the plateau

And a stone marks the graves

Where the old cowboys lie

Asleep in a time

In a town just a young man

Goin' hard

Goin' fast
Goin' wild

Rollin' hard
Rollin' fast
Rollin' by

The drive-in don't play

No Friday night picture

With no big silver screen

To light up the sky

And gone are the days

Of post-wartime lovers

Goin' hard

Goin' fast
Goin' wild

Rollin' hard
Rollin' fast
Rollin' by

And me I stand here

At the last filling station

While the wind moans a dirge
To a coyote's cry

And I'm back in my car

And I'm out on the highway

Goin' hard

Goin' fast
Goin' wild

And me I stand here
At the last filling station
While the wind moans a dirge
To a coyote's cry
And I'm back in my car
And I'm out on the highway
Goin' hard
Goin' fast
Goin' wild