Lyrics:
the gypsy in my blood
I’m goin’ coast to coast
I’m gonna tear that highway up
I’m goin’ coast to coast
I’m gonna head on down the road
I’m goin’ coast
that's so Hot of me
Roll up and ride with me
Swerving down the rainbow road
Wit a load yea
Baby by my side
Drinking on a vodka soda
Coughing off
bother me regardless of how plentiful problems seem to be coming my way
I'm cruising through highways
And taking the high roads
I'm feeling just fine
Tizz, if it was up to me
We would go down, man in history
We could go round as the foxy crew
Work together yeah, two by two
Tizz, We don't have to be
came through the port
Live by the code die by the code
so much cane done came thru this city we named 40th street Bird Road
Who made Opa-Locka? Who knows
out their names and niggas still ain't wanna [?]
Lu probly tell me Trouble you gotta put the mack down
Feelin' these all in your background
Said this is
needing someone to rely on
They will be there through thick and thin
If you lose your way, down life's highway
They'll pick you up at the side of the road
driving me down
I've been running on empty what feels like a year
Getting chased by my old worn out pride
Fill my tank up with hurt, set my hate
gone miles and miles down road after road
Think I'll smile for a while til I'm ready to go
Right on back to Carolina
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
Highway 40
and
everything, sir!
The Brian in Jail Scene
(BRIAN wakes up with a smile on his face to find himself being dragged along a
cell corridor by TWO GUARDS.
give it away, selling trouble by the light of day
And I won't give it a thought, what you've sold and what I've bought
We all went down
I pick up my next load
Bye bye baby I'm Headed out
Got his diesel winding on down the Line
Got nothing but you only mind I got
Them over the road long
By the light of the moon
For you and I to croon
Another man done gone
Down to New Orleans just to sing his song
Another day goes by
Another day goes
There you go again.
Tie me up and hold me down
(Oh, my traveling star).
Bury my feet down in the ground
(Oh, old road dog).
Claim my name from
A hundred cups of coffee
Five hundred cigarettes
A thousand miles of highway
And I ain't forgot her yet
But I keep on movin'
I keep movin' down
Below the bridge the water rose on by
Trouble's gone and time is on my side
Been living in my ordinary shoes
Walkin' off my ordinary blues
Once
the highway
Spinnin' out sideways
Hundred mile an hour, we go
Top-down fast back
Nascar short track
Burnin' rubber down the road
When we talkin' and we
a slingshot on Mars
But I'm here by the road bound to the load
That I picked up in ten
Thousand cafes and bars
Alone with the rush of the drivers
Who won't pick
can disappear without a trace
Leave all our troubles behind
Find a place on the beach
And soak up the south sunshine
We're taking the highway
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And thro’ the field the road run by
Baby don't seem to care
Her lovin' cupboard is bare
Nobody loves me
Your troubles growin'
You should be goin'
Nobody seems to care
The blues have
see me
I heard a snicker, a laugh, I take a look at the evenin' news
An' see a n**** gettin' cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a frame up? Tryin'
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