The world is a motor inn in an Iowa highway slumĪnd you can't say where it ends and you beginĪnd every truckstop dive's another five years off your lifeĪnd the dotted yellow lines begin to spinĪnd the sky begins to fall on everything you like at allĬiao You keep on drowning in the roads between the towns Hard times go slowly and the good times never come Time - measured in dotted yellow lines has passed you byĪnd I never said an honest thing to you in all my life She could have been the belle of the ponderosa It was the oil train that took away her land It was the wagon train that took away her country To break the plow and whisper "Honey, bound to live is bound to fail"Īnd in a park in San Francisco her momma shrieks about the Lord In the beet fields of Montana - She's always coming on dead rails (C): Because the world's too cold for a girl like thatĮverything she loved went down the dragon track It was the white man's will that hers be brokenīut that barefoot girl could run too fast It was the government train that took away her childhood It was the bible train that took her momma tooĪnd that high loud whistle made her horse run awayīut the straw the broke the camel's back was you It was the army train that took her daddy from her Sometimes we bring the rat and the wolf And sometimes the worm (C) We set bonfires all over town And it's over by morning We come, unnoticed, at sundown At the start of a blackout I used to remember you smiling and waving You get to love driving at night The moon is so close you can kiss it Sometimes the sun is too bright And it burns you like acid Take a look in your photobook I'm not there anymore Some of them cast no shadow They have no reflections Sometimes the road is too long You meet all kinds of people You were Calamity Jane and I was Wild Bill (C) We went crashing through the Jersey barrier Two characters been listening all night long (C): Two characters in search of a country song You were Daniel Webster, I was the devil himself. In the game of life you were playing to lose You were just like me You were one big bruise TWO CHARACTERS IN SEARCH OF A COUNTRY SONG You have become like other men but let me kiss you once again (C)ĥ. You're bound to die under the sun and I'll be doomed to carry on I'd like to come and comfort you but I'd be blinded by the blue (C) You have to fly around the world all day to keep the sun upon your face We have ended many lives but we never really died We have walked in ancient times and we've been burned for many crimes I'll have to go when the whistle blows, the whistle knows my nameīut honey nobody's gonna hurt you anymoreĪnd nobody's going to make you want to die (C) One of these days I'm gonna leave you in your sleep (C): And I've been making promises I know I'll never keep Well, they don't love you and they still won't pretend to The roads are dark and long and all those country songs Your eyes are the Mesa Verde Big and brown and far awayĪnd your eyes are Kansas City in Kansas and in Missouri (C)īut after all this time and after all your crying The roads don't love you and they still won't pretend to. The roads don't love you and they still won't pretend toĪfter all those days on godforsaken highways (C): But after all those trains and all those breakdown lanes Two Characters in Search ofĪ Country Song 6. Broken Roads TM is a trademark of Versus Evil LLC® Versus Evil® is a registered trademark of Versus Evil LLC.The Magnetic Fields: The Charm of the Highway Strip The Charm of the Highway Strip 1.
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