From Denver to California By way of Mexico We're lost and we're finding each other And we may never see the west coast We may never see the west coast We're taking it slow But for now, we're two down And forty eight to go Missed an exit in Albuquerque We don't seem to mind at all We pull over, the sun is burning And we lay down to feel the rain fall We're taking it slow But for now, we're two down And forty eight to go The desert wind blowing your hair back Window down, town after town Where will we be in half a century? Two down and forty eight to go The sun rises in Bernardino Some time after six A.M. You take twenty seven up old canyon road Sometimes you win before you run Sometimes you win before We got forty eight, forty eight to go Forty eight, forty eight, yeah Come on baby Come on darling Forty eight to go