New Lee Highway Blues
Written by: David Bromberg
Times Played 166
First Played 05-09-2004
Last Played 04-13-2025
Lyrics:
- All through Northern Oregon
- Always at my side
- Sleepin in those narrow beds
- And then we'd ride
- Drinkin in those dirty bars
- Keepin out of sight
- Sleepin in that cold back seat
- And then we'd ride
- You know that Goddamned 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 stinkin summer trip through southern hell
- Eating carbonated crap
- Churning up inside
- Gas soaked service station
- And then we'd ride
- Silence in the front seat
- Tryin not to start the fight
- Quiet half-hid cryin'
- Then we'd ride
- You know you can grow to hate these crummy little one horse towns
- With the seamy movie houses long closed down
- No where to go from here but up or down that road
- And nothin over there but the same damned town
- Another sour coffee cup
- One more piece of cardboard pie
- Buy a tooth brush and change of clothes
- Then we'd ride