歌曲 | Looking At The World Through A Windshield |
歌手 | Son Volt |
专辑 | A Retrospective 1995-2000 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Well when I was just a little bitty kid | |
I remember one time Mommy said | |
Daddy sends you all his love, from 'Frisco Bay | |
Well I didn't understand till I was grown | |
Why my Daddy didn't spend a little time at home | |
Instead of running round the country that way | |
Oh I'm looking at the world through a windshield | |
Seeing everything in a little bit different light | |
(Watching it fly by me on the right) | |
I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying to see in Nashville | |
And I'm down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight | |
Intro Riff | |
Well long strips of rubber that you see | |
Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me | |
And they'll rot along the highways in this land | |
I'm gonna write my name in this diesel smoke | |
And let the ones that come along behind me choke | |
And try to keep this pace I'm setting anytime that they can | |
Well I push this rig through the sleet and rain | |
And I've driven through the rough terrain | |
Of the rockies to the docks of old L.A. | |
On down that old pacific shore | |
I swing north and head for Baltimore | |
Or some place 'bout 2000 miles away | |
And I'm down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight |
Well when I was just a little bitty kid | |
I remember one time Mommy said | |
Daddy sends you all his love, from ' Frisco Bay | |
Well I didn' t understand till I was grown | |
Why my Daddy didn' t spend a little time at home | |
Instead of running round the country that way | |
Oh I' m looking at the world through a windshield | |
Seeing everything in a little bit different light | |
Watching it fly by me on the right | |
I got a sweet little thing that I' m dying to see in Nashville | |
And I' m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight | |
Intro Riff | |
Well long strips of rubber that you see | |
Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me | |
And they' ll rot along the highways in this land | |
I' m gonna write my name in this diesel smoke | |
And let the ones that come along behind me choke | |
And try to keep this pace I' m setting anytime that they can | |
Well I push this rig through the sleet and rain | |
And I' ve driven through the rough terrain | |
Of the rockies to the docks of old L. A. | |
On down that old pacific shore | |
I swing north and head for Baltimore | |
Or some place ' bout 2000 miles away | |
And I' m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight |
Well when I was just a little bitty kid | |
I remember one time Mommy said | |
Daddy sends you all his love, from ' Frisco Bay | |
Well I didn' t understand till I was grown | |
Why my Daddy didn' t spend a little time at home | |
Instead of running round the country that way | |
Oh I' m looking at the world through a windshield | |
Seeing everything in a little bit different light | |
Watching it fly by me on the right | |
I got a sweet little thing that I' m dying to see in Nashville | |
And I' m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight | |
Intro Riff | |
Well long strips of rubber that you see | |
Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me | |
And they' ll rot along the highways in this land | |
I' m gonna write my name in this diesel smoke | |
And let the ones that come along behind me choke | |
And try to keep this pace I' m setting anytime that they can | |
Well I push this rig through the sleet and rain | |
And I' ve driven through the rough terrain | |
Of the rockies to the docks of old L. A. | |
On down that old pacific shore | |
I swing north and head for Baltimore | |
Or some place ' bout 2000 miles away | |
And I' m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight |