The New Lee Highway - David Bromberg

All through Northern Oregon 
Always at my side/sight 
Sleeping in those narrow beds 
And then we’d ride 
Drinking in those dirty bars 
Keeping out of sight 
Sleeping in that cold back seat 
And then we’d ride 
You know that God damned road seemed like it went forever 
Exhausted fumes made our eyes turn red and swell 
With our clothes tightened the seat and to our bodies 
It was a stinking summer trip to southern hell 
Eating carbonated crap 
Turning up inside 
Gas oil service station jobs 
And then we’d ride 
(fiddles solo) 
silence in the France 
trying not to start to fight 
quiet as………… 
and then we’d ride 
you know you can …little one horse towns 
with the ……..movie and houses all closed down 
no where to go from here but up and down the road 
and nothing over there but the same goddamned town 
another sour coffe cup 
one more piece of………pie 
buy a two brush and change clothes 
and then we’d ride