David Bromberg - The New Lee Highway lyrics

All through Northern Oregon Always at my side Sleeping in those narrow beds And then we'd ride Drinking in those dirty bars Keeping out of sight Sleeping in that cold back seat And then we'd ride You know that God damned road seemed like it went forever Exhaust fumes made our eyes turn red and swell With our clothes stuck to the seat and to our bodies It was a stinking summer trip to southern hell Eating carbonated crap Churning up inside Gas soaked service station johns And then we'd ride (fiddles solo) Silence in the front seat Trying not to start to fight Quiet as and all silent And then we'd ride You know you can grow to hate these...little one horse towns With the seamy.. Movie houses all closed down No where to go from here but up and down the road And nothing over there but the same goddamned town Another sour coffe cup One more piece of cardboard pie Buy a tooth brush and a change of clothes And then we'd ride