Michigan Blackhawk — текст песни (The Monkees)

Flyin` down the highway, lookin` for a place to land.
Need to leave the speed in the city
And people comin`, goin`, there`s no time to understand.
And I keep movin` down the road taking notes in a trembling hand

Asked Sally to go with me but she made it very clear.
She said, You`ve got your problems and I have mine tonight.

Up to the sunlit mountains, down by the silver sea,
Well, the tale is told from memory of a finely woven symphony.
Forever heard without a word to disturb it`s melody.
Still I`d like to have someone along to share the air with me.

Oh, Sally, why not come with me, you know I`d like be with you.
You can`t be all that busy, you don`t have that much to do.
And you know I`d like to be with you.