Текст песни C.W. Mccall - Old 30
C.W. Mccall - Old 30 слова песни
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)She was mud and sand and concreteMixed with water made a` tearsFrom the rivers runnin` down the Great DivideShe was three thousand milesOf rockin`, rollin` highwayA million mem`ries long and two lanes wide Far across the wide MissouriTo the ol` Wyomin` lineFrom the Jersey shore to San Francisco BayShe was known to all the truckersAs the mighty Lincoln HighwayBut to me, she`s still Old 30 all the way Now the Interstate goes screamin` through the backyard of her lifeBut it just don`t send those shivers down my spineSo before I take that exit To the Highway In The SkyI`m gonna take Old 30 one more time She was radiators boilin`In the burnin` summer sunAnd a blizzard blowin` wild across the plainsShe was tumbleweeds a-rollin`In the gentle winds of FallAnd the lights of old Grand Island in the rain She was mud and sand and concreteMixed with water made a` tearsFrom the rivers runnin` down the Great DivideShe was three thousand milesOf rockin`, rollin` highwayA million mem`ries long and two lanes wide Now the Interstate goes screamin` through the backyard of her lifeBut it just don`t send those shivers down my spineSo before I take that exit To the Highway In The SkyI`m gonna take Old 30 one more time One more time