David Bromberg - The New Lee Highway Blues lyrics

[Instrumental Intro] All through northern Oregon Always at my side 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 goddamned road Seemed like it went forever Exhaust fumes Made our eyes turn red and swell With our clothes stuck to the seat And to our bodies It was a stinking summer trip Through southern hell Eating carbonated crap Churning up inside Gas soaked service station johns And then we'd ride [Instrumental Bridge] Silence in the front seat Trying not to start to fight Quiet half hid crying And then we'd ride You know you can grow to hate These crummy little one-horse towns With the seamy movie houses Long closed down Nowhere to go from here But up and down that road And nothing over there But the same goddamned town Another sour coffee cup One more piece of cardboard pie Buy a toothbrush and change some clothes And then we'd ride [Long Instrumental Outro]