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Ray Davies

The Great Highway

 

The Great Highway

(albüm: Americana - 2017)


I had this dream America
Was always a very special place

Heroes of the great wild west
Wild Bill Hickok and the rest
The romantic on a reckless chase
Till reality hit me in the face

Hey, hey, hey
I'm riding on the great highway
All across America
From New York to L.A.

Hoping I can find my dream
In New Hampshire or New Orleans
Find a place where I can stay
A-once I'm there I'm never going away

So hey, hey, hey
From Promenade to San Francisco Bay
All across America
Along the great highway

Bright eyes like wishing wells
Instamatic kiss and tell
Optimistic self-belief
College girls with perfect teeth

Technicolor realism
In 20/20 vision
Animated multi-race
And always out there in your face

Hoorah, she'll be cool if you upset her
And life is not a road movie
So wake up to reality and

Hey, hey, hey
I'm driving on the interstate
All across America
Along the great highway

And even if the dream goes wrong
We'll stay for the last song

So hey, hey, hey
From Promenade to San Francisco Bay
All across America
We're on the great highway

The great illusion it may be
But always something else to see
Always some little hick town
To pick you up when you are down

Another day, another shake
Malted with a slice of cake
La di da di da di da
(La di da di da di da)

At a jukebox in a smoky bar
A girl stands looking at the stars
Dressed in denim, wearing shades
And how sad is the great highway

(I had this dream, America)

She sips her Coke, walks away
It's just a second in her day
But all her culture's on display
She might be a dreamer
But maybe I'm a dreamer too

Hey, hey, hey
I'm riding on the great highway
All across America
From New York to L.A.

Hey, hey, hey...

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