Testo Old 30 C.W. McCall

Old 30

(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 memries 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, shes still old 30 all the way

Now the interstate goes screamin through the backyard of her life
But it just dont send those shivers down my spine
So before I take that exit
To the highway in the sky
Im 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 memries long and two lanes wide

Now the interstate goes screamin through the backyard of her life
But it just dont send those shivers down my spine
So before I take that exit
To the highway in the sky
Im gonna take old 30 one more time

One more time