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C. W. McCall

Old 30

 

Old 30

(앨범: Wolf Creek Pass - 1975)


She was mud and sand and concrete
Mixed with water made a' tears
From the rivers running down the Great Divide
She was three thousand miles
Of rocking, rolling highway
A million mem'ries long and two lanes wide

Far across the wide Missouri
To the ol' Wyoming line
From the Jersey shore to San Francisco Bay
She was known to all the truckers
As the mighty Lincoln Highway
But to me, she's still Old 30 all the way

Now the Interstate goes screaming through the backyard of her life
But it just don't send those shivers down my spine
So before I take that exit
To the Highway In The Sky
I'm gonna take Old 30 one more time

She was radiators boiling
In the burning summer sun
And a blizzard blowing wild across the plains
She was tumbleweeds a-rolling
In the gentle winds of Fall
And the lights of old Grand Island in the rain

She was mud and sand and concrete
Mixed with water made a' tears
From the rivers running down the Great Divide
She was three thousand miles
Of rocking, rolling highway
A million mem'ries long and two lanes wide

Now the Interstate goes screaming through the backyard of her life
But it just don't send those shivers down my spine
So before I take that exit
To the Highway In The Sky
I'm gonna take Old 30 one more time

One more time

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