The Glory Road, Part 2 Songtext
von Daniel Amos
The Glory Road, Part 2 Songtext
Glad we′re together on the Glory Road
We've seen some sights and we′ve had some laughs
Seen the ghosts of all them Okies,
Drinking Grape Nehi and wine made from the
Grapes of wrath
The ice cream stands and the salty truck stops
Hum Dingers and the auto graves
Coca Cola and the no-tell motels
Barber shops and Burma shaves
We'll beat the dust storms
Comin' over the farmlands
Got a grease monkey tunin′ up the Pontiac
We imagine pickin′ up soldiers
Comin' home for Christmas
With Steinbeck, and Guthrie, and Kerouac
We′ve explored the patchwork of Americana
The curios and the burger plates
We got a blessing from the Queen of the Highway,
Paid attention to a sign that said "Jesus Saves"
Sand traps, soft shoulders, wash out, deep ruts
Hustlers, cops and wrecker drivers
Sometimes the world's just got it out for us
Moonlight falls on The painted desert
Gershwin flows out of Our radio
I swear there will be Peace In the valley for Us, baby
Someday, peace for us
Peace in the valley for us, Baby, I swear, peace for us
Glad we′re together on
The Glory Road
Hey, let's go crazy and thicken the plot
Can′t back out now that we've paid our admission
There's just one exit from the Mystery Spot
We hit the Metro out in Tulsa
bought a steer horn at Pecan Joe′s
Saw the blue whale in Catoosa
The reptile farm in Cuba, MO.
If at the end of the line there ain′t no pot-of-gold,
Just the Santa Monica pier,
Well, we loved our biscuits and gravy
And learned to twirl a rope
And enjoyed what
We had while we were here
We've seen some sights and we′ve had some laughs
Seen the ghosts of all them Okies,
Drinking Grape Nehi and wine made from the
Grapes of wrath
The ice cream stands and the salty truck stops
Hum Dingers and the auto graves
Coca Cola and the no-tell motels
Barber shops and Burma shaves
We'll beat the dust storms
Comin' over the farmlands
Got a grease monkey tunin′ up the Pontiac
We imagine pickin′ up soldiers
Comin' home for Christmas
With Steinbeck, and Guthrie, and Kerouac
We′ve explored the patchwork of Americana
The curios and the burger plates
We got a blessing from the Queen of the Highway,
Paid attention to a sign that said "Jesus Saves"
Sand traps, soft shoulders, wash out, deep ruts
Hustlers, cops and wrecker drivers
Sometimes the world's just got it out for us
Moonlight falls on The painted desert
Gershwin flows out of Our radio
I swear there will be Peace In the valley for Us, baby
Someday, peace for us
Peace in the valley for us, Baby, I swear, peace for us
Glad we′re together on
The Glory Road
Hey, let's go crazy and thicken the plot
Can′t back out now that we've paid our admission
There's just one exit from the Mystery Spot
We hit the Metro out in Tulsa
bought a steer horn at Pecan Joe′s
Saw the blue whale in Catoosa
The reptile farm in Cuba, MO.
If at the end of the line there ain′t no pot-of-gold,
Just the Santa Monica pier,
Well, we loved our biscuits and gravy
And learned to twirl a rope
And enjoyed what
We had while we were here
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