Summer Russell: Music

Highway Songs

(Summer Russell)

November 14, 2009

I got a pair of walking boots

I keep them by the door

Cause I got my daddy's wanderlust

The day that I was born

And I got a stack of records

That my mama used to play

And every night I dream

I'll sing those songs to you someday

You can grow your hair out long

And I'll bring my old guitar

And we can plot a course together

You can pick the star

And we can drive to paradise

If the highway goes that far

Like a bandit princess and a highwayman

Or a gypsy rover in a minstrel band

With the road beneath, and the sky above

The radio fades when we get to the shore

But I know a song they don't play anymore

It's the craziest thing

About a boy and a girl in love

Most things, they were made to change

But some things never do

The world's gone mad and so have I

But I mean to see it through

Most things, they were made to change

But some things never do

And as long as you treat me right, boy,

Well I'm gonna stay with you

You can grow your hair out long

And I'll bring my old guitar

And we can keep each other up

Singing love songs in the dark

And we can drive to paradise

If the highway goes that far

Like a bandit princess and a highwayman

Or a gypsy rover in a minstrel band

With the road beneath, and the sky above

The radio fades when we get to the shore

But I know a song they don't play anymore

It's the craziest thing

About a boy and a girl in love

There's a nightmare living on the billboard

Across the freeway

Selling songs like they were policies

Stealing souls, assigning destinies

Don't you ever wonder what it's like

To be free

Of this insanity?

Come on, baby,

I'll get the keys.

You can grow your hair out long

And I'll bring my old guitar

And we can plot a course together

You can pick the star

And we can drive

to paradise