Tekster: Arlo Guthrie. Carry Me Over.
There's a tavern up on the roadside, I must be coming into town
The moon must be in Aries, because the truck ain't slowing down
Pulled back on the throttle, I've been doing that all day
Looking ahead for a right-hand turn to carry me away
There's times for understanding, it don't seem like one of those
The times are too demanding when you're hanging by your nose
So why don't you just get out of here and leave me here to pray?
That one of these mornings the sun's going to rise and carry me away
Carry me over the highway
Carry me over the sky
Carry me over the loneliness
That I'm feeling here tonight
You know I'm feeling just like a riptide and I'm feeling a little scared
A twisted maze of old highways, nobody has repaired
It ain't nothing that can't be handled like an actor in a play
Who becomes enraged, jumps from the stage and gets a little carried away
Now all of your highways, don't mean much to me no more
I've been on all of your highway roads of that you can be sure
But I still get lost on all of them roads, I can't seems to find my way
I know there's one out there somewhere to carry me away
Carry me over the highway
Carry me over the sky
Carry me over the loneliness
That I'm feeling here tonight
The moon must be in Aries, because the truck ain't slowing down
Pulled back on the throttle, I've been doing that all day
Looking ahead for a right-hand turn to carry me away
There's times for understanding, it don't seem like one of those
The times are too demanding when you're hanging by your nose
So why don't you just get out of here and leave me here to pray?
That one of these mornings the sun's going to rise and carry me away
Carry me over the highway
Carry me over the sky
Carry me over the loneliness
That I'm feeling here tonight
You know I'm feeling just like a riptide and I'm feeling a little scared
A twisted maze of old highways, nobody has repaired
It ain't nothing that can't be handled like an actor in a play
Who becomes enraged, jumps from the stage and gets a little carried away
Now all of your highways, don't mean much to me no more
I've been on all of your highway roads of that you can be sure
But I still get lost on all of them roads, I can't seems to find my way
I know there's one out there somewhere to carry me away
Carry me over the highway
Carry me over the sky
Carry me over the loneliness
That I'm feeling here tonight
Guthrie Arlo
Guthrie Arlo
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