Whoa and I get so tired
See the white line in the sun
That old blacktop burns my feet
Riding patient on my thumb
Daybreak, it hits my forehead
Wipe the sleepies from my eyes
Sit up and greet
The new dawn, new dawn
It's the morning, time to rise
Whoa and there ain't no hurry
Ain't no place you gotta be
No such thing as time out there
Just the road, the cars and me
I've seen both the mighty oceans
Felt their sand beneath my feet
I've shivered in the cold night
And I've sweltered in the heat
Shared times with lots of people
Been a friend to every one
Where I lay my head at night
In blackness it's all the same
Whoa, the long, long highway
Always one more bend
Take me round the corner
Oh, you are my friend
Sometimes I start to wonder
Where this road is leading to
You can wander worlds
Forever and ever
And never never be through
Whoa the long long highway
See the white line in the sun
That old blacktop burns my feet
Riding patient on my thumb
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.