Текст песни The Monkees - Michigan Blackhawk
The Monkees - Michigan Blackhawk слова песни
Flyin` down the highway, lookin` for a place to land.Need to leave the speed in the cityAnd people comin`, goin`, there`s no time to understand.And I keep movin` down the road taking notes in a trembling handAsked Sally to go with me but she made it very clear.She said, "You`ve got your problems and I have mine tonight."Up to the sunlit mountains, down by the silver sea,Well, the tale is told from memory of a finely woven symphony.Forever heard without a word to disturb it`s melody.Still I`d like to have someone along to share the air with me.Oh, Sally, why not come with me, you know I`d like be with you.You can`t be all that busy, you don`t have that much to do.And you know I`d like to be with you.