Highway of The Saints — текст песни (continental drifters)

Written by pat mclaughlin

Main voice: peter, carlo & vicki

Produced by continental drifters

Released on continental drifters (1995)



Im driving down the highway of the saints

Keepin an eye on a friend of mine

Who wishes no complaints

When all her strength had left her

And hope it become thin

Now Im driving down the highway of the saints.



The sun is up and no ones in the field

The temperature keeps risin

The wind is on its heels

Of all the things she taught me

Of none of them restrained

Driving down the highway of the saints.



Driving down the highway of the saints.



Well, Im holdin on to something I cant hold

The old folks now are leavin

And the farm is almost sold

There aint no sense of grievin

I cant be what I aint

Im driving down the highway of the saints.



Driving down the highway of the saints.