Lyrics:
Old friends, old friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes
the rails to some city lights where they're civilized
Goodbye cowgirl set your stirrups high
Goodbye cowgirl you got to ride a many rough and dusty rocky
look me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
High on a hilltop, overlooking a city,
I watched the bright lights as they gleam.
For somewhere you're dancing in some dingy bar room,
and you're a million miles from reality.
I wanna say I love the life I live,
And I'm gonna live the life I love up here on cloud nine.
I'm riding high
On cloud
Slide to the left
Then slide to the right
Jump in the air 'til you're ten feet high
Yeah, come on, come on and make it your night
Smiles for miles
kicking up dirt when I'm flying high
Crossroads, one million miles
I'm kicking up dirt when I'm flying high
Now the rain is falling drizzle dropping
Crashed out of the market, out on the floor
Washed up on the shore
Bombed out of the city, out of the door
Blown up against the wall
Put out
City lights shine on the harbour,
Night has fallen down,
Through the darkness
And the shadow
I will still go on.
[Chorus]
Long, long journey
to Drag City
(Run her through now)
Goin' to Drag City
(What'll she do now?)
Burn up that quarter mile
The DJ's sayin' on my favorite station
(Whine,
city woman I see her face everywhere I look!
Jet city woman just a thousand miles and I'll be there
Jet city woman, to make the clouds go away
Time
High on a hilltop overlooking a city
I can see the bright lights as they gleam
And somewhere you're dancing in some dingy bar room
And the lure
I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city er er er'why night
I be reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city
It may be the stars fallen from above
And you know love is with you when you rise
For night and day belong to love
City lights shine
of day sparks my desire
And ocean waves won't quench the fire
We kiss we're high, we're riders in the sky
The city lies below
A silhouette, a glow
Old friends, old friends,
Sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
of the high shoes
to L.A.
More than 2000 miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it goes from St Louis, down to Missouri
Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty
native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
Dealin' cards with the old men in
We've been driving all night long
Just to reach our destination in your town
We've come five hundred miles
Everyone's asleep there's not a sound
Rock my soul, huh, ow, huh
Smokestack, fatback
Many miles of railroad track
All night radio, keep on runnin'
Through your rock 'n' roll soul
All
Don't you know these days you pay for everything
Got high hopes
I got high hopes
I got high hopes
I got high hopes
Yeah comin' from the city
Rock my soul, huh, ow, huh
Smokestack, fatback
Many miles of railroad track
All night radio, keep on runnin'
Through your rock 'n' roll soul
All
high
The dummy failed the crash test
Collecting unemployment checks
Like a flunky along for the ride
Where have all the riots gone
As the city's
It's so nice to meet an old friend and pass the time of day
And talk about the hometown a million miles away
Is the ice still in the river are
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