I dream of hitting the road at times; here's the best I can do for now. Enjoy all.
Slip away the hours that wonder by
Take in the days you’ve ridden hard and fast
Rest your back on milepost
Know that you’ll soon reach the coast
Stick out your thumb, you hitchhiker man
and hitch a ride across this wilderness land
Chase down that pickup truck, jump in the back
Watch the road peel away like a raceway track
Life isn’t slow; hell life’s a bit fast
Don’t try and see through kicked up dust
Look ahead; see what you’re movin’ on past
So much thrill when road-hardened and adrenaline-rushed
Jumping up out of the truck and leather footin’
Up burned out highway you’re a workin’
Take up your rucksack, all you got in this here world
And come to know ‘neath starry night, life is worth a twirl
And in the morn there’s your kind shadow, tall or short
Racing out into the day, giving it hell, surely sport
It doesn’t see any bounds like regular people do
It understands life, how it’s best for you
Oh, there’s an old truck driving fast ya understand
Getting on by, but you’ll catch it up swift
And stick your thumb out like any good hitchhiker man
With a smile on your face, so happy for the lift
Slip away the hours that wonder by
Take in the days you’ve ridden hard and fast
Rest your back on milepost
Know that you’ll soon reach the coast
Wheat fields, lake shores, mountain vistas
Towns and cities, cattle and horses
Trucks and truck stops, city towers and small farms
young woman holding a baby in her arms
All life’s shut up in our heads
Got to give ‘er freedom, give ‘er wings
Life ain’t livin’ in the comfort of bed
It’s livin’ it everyday, high and haughty as kings
Make your adventure when at crossroads
Take the path you may fear, oft will loath
Give up workin’ for the man you’re a slave too
We all got life to be getting, and no money gives it to you
Stick out your thumb, you hitchhiker man
and hitch a ride across this wilderness land
Chase down that pickup truck, jump in the back
Watch the road peel away like a raceway track
Life’s just dust in the wind
Kicked up as you’re movin’ on past
you can't wait for the dust to settle then
You got to get up and start movin’, get ‘er going fast
Glaciers of Washington State
6 years ago
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