John Jackson (Producer) - The Great Highway lyrics

I had this dream America Was always a very special place Heroes of the great Wild West Wild Bill Hickock and the rest The romantic on a wreckless chase 'Til reality hit me in the face Hey, hey, hey I'm ridin' on The Great Highway All across America From New York to LA Hopin' I can find my dream In New Hampshire or New Orleans Find a place where I can stay A'once out there I'm never goin' away so Hey, hey, hey From (?) 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 (?) cool if (?) And life is not a (?) So wake up to reality and Hey, hey, hey I'm drivin' on the interstate All across America Along The Great Highway And even if the dream goes wrong (?) for the last song So, hey, hey, hey From (?) to San Francisco Bay All across America We're on The Great Highway The great illusion it may be But always somethin' 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 ridin' on The Great Highway All across America From New York to LA Hey, hey, hey (x4) Hey