Asleep with four wheels humming along
Another two rear-side carrying the load
I woke up puzzled, said, man where we been.
We're moving onward to a whole other land
Hello to Kansas, Missouri to be fair
We're into a roadhouse, we played to blank stares
The faster we played, the drunker they were.
We're moving onward, to california shores
Breezy bay frisco, caught me some fog
Onto San Diego, the land of the sun.
I got off at LA bright light but no stars.
I'm moving onward, I'm moving on.
Windy Chicago, that's what I'm told.
We sang a few numbers and back on the road.
I'm wishing for peace, I know I'm alone.
We're moving onward, but I'm going home.
Dirty Old Allston, I missed you my dear.
It's been so long now I've counted the years.
But it's all been worth it just to be in your sights.
I'm done moving onward, I'm home alright.
I'm home.
credits
from Along the Highway,
released November 3, 2018
Christopher Putt-Vocals/Guitars
Ryan Kantner-Vocals/Bass/Percussion
Greg Marchetti-Organ/Piano
Lou Paniccia-Drums
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