Pan Am Highway Blues — текст песни (ZZ Top)

I`ve gotten good at missin` her

I practice all the time

While I drive the Pan Am highway thru

With that cactus friend of mine

It`s gettin` hard to see the white line rollin` by

I can`t forget her memory deep inside



I dropped a bundle down in Panama

But the loss didn`t do me no good

Spendin` cash and talkin` trash

Don`t do it like it should

I realized I just couldn`t buy her smile

I`ll keep tryin` on that Pan Am mile by mile



If she`d meet me in San Salvador

I`d buy her a drink or two

We`d talk about our used to be

And ride on to Peru

The time to get it right is here and now

If she won`t I`ll move on anyhow