Rollin’ 105
On the yellowhead highway
There’s green pine and cottonwood
Marking my way
Mary in the backseat
Has lost her shoes
While she sleeps away
Between the grocery bags and the booze
Don’t know where I’m going
There’s an exit sign
For the next town northbound
And I can't read the name
Country on the radio
Reminds me of you
Though you hate this song
Even more than I do
So I, I rolled the windows down
Like the covers in the morning
Don’t you know that ain’t the only reason
I keep them open
Canada day
At a city motel
With the fireworks display
Don’t you hate that you can’t turn away
And the light on your face
Oh the colours so bright
‘Cause the sun don’t ever set out here
Though I know you just might
We were lost from the crowd
Couldn’t find a friend around
And I kinda liked it that way
Made it easier for you to stay
And the gunpowder fell on your shoulders
Soft as rain
Don’t you know we ain't the ones
To feel that sort of pain
Outside the top of the bill
Was sounding kinda run of the mill
I guess sometimes the town
Is just too small for the sound
But the kid in the broke down barn
Sang “You can’t always get what you want”
And getting what you need
Is usually just the greed talking
Sometimes that morning sky is just an alibi, Ain't it then
Driving westbound I rolled the windows down
Like the covers in the morning
Don’t you know that ain't the only reason
I keep them open
Driving westbound I rolled the windows down
Like the covers in the morning
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