Текст песни David Kersh - Anything With Wheels
David Kersh - Anything With Wheels слова песни
(W.L. Burnette/Phil Barnhart)Cracks in the windshieldNothin underneath the hoodA dirt road through a cornfieldThat never looked so goodAs it does todayShe just might run awayShe stares out the windowFrom the back of the houseWishin when the wind blowsIt would carry her down southLike a CadillacOh she`d never look backIf a dream had a motorAnd wishes ran on gasolineIf desire just had tiresShe`d be somewhere south of AbileneShe can almost feel the chrome and steelIf money grew in cornfieldsShe`d be goneOn anything with wheelsShe thinks about her mama`s lifeAmd the boy down the roadShe knows he would treat her rightBut she can`t see gettin oldBroke down from the strainAnd prayin for the rainIf a dream had a motorAnd wishes ran on gasolineIf desire just had tiresShe`d be somewhere south of AbileneShe can almost feel the chrome and steelIf money grew in cornfieldsShe`d be goneOn anything with wheelsA slow walk to the highwayBreeze blowin through her hairWith her best friend`s suitcaseAnd her thumb in the airShe looks back toward townAnd a car slows downOn anything with wheelsShe just might run away...