I Got A Name

(albüm: Jerry Reed Sings Jim Croce - 1980)

Like the pine trees lining the winding road
I gotta name I gotta name
Like the singing bird and the croaking toad
I gotta name I gotta name
And I carry it with me like my pappy did
But I'm living the dream that he kept hid

Moving me down the highway
Rolling me down the highway
Moving ahead so life won't pass me by

Like the north wind whistling down the sky
I gotta song I gotta song
Like a whippoorwill and a baby's cry
I gotta song I gotta song
And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
If it gets me nowhere well I'll go there proud

Moving me down the highway...

And I'm gonna go there free
Like the fool I am and I'll always be
I gotta dream I gotta dream
They can change their minds but they can't change me
I gotta dream I gotta dream
I know I could share it if you want me to
So if you're going my way well I'll go with you

Moving me down the highway...