Old 30 — текст песни (C.W. Mccall)

(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

She was mud and sand and concrete
Mixed with water made a` tears
From the rivers runnin` down the Great Divide
She was three thousand miles
Of rockin`, rollin` highway
A million mem`ries long and two lanes wide

Far across the wide Missouri
To the ol` Wyomin` line
From the Jersey shore to San Francisco Bay
She was known to all the truckers
As the mighty Lincoln Highway
But to me, she`s still Old 30 all the way

Now the Interstate goes screamin` through the backyard of her life
But it just don`t send those shivers down my spine
So before I take that exit
To the Highway In The Sky
I`m gonna take Old 30 one more time

She was radiators boilin`
In the burnin` summer sun
And a blizzard blowin` wild across the plains
She was tumbleweeds a-rollin`
In the gentle winds of Fall
And the lights of old Grand Island in the rain

She was mud and sand and concrete
Mixed with water made a` tears
From the rivers runnin` down the Great Divide
She was three thousand miles
Of rockin`, rollin` highway
A million mem`ries long and two lanes wide

Now the Interstate goes screamin` through the backyard of her life
But it just don`t send those shivers down my spine
So before I take that exit
To the Highway In The Sky
I`m gonna take Old 30 one more time

One more time