The Magnetic Fields - The Charm Of The Highway Strip (2003) by The Magnetic Fields (보컬) on maniadb.com

I'm never going back to Jackson
I couldn't bear to show my face
I nearly killed you with my drinking
Wouldn't be caught dead in that place

Lonely highway, only friend
You've got me to keep you warm again

Lonely highway, don't you cry
Let me hold you in my arms tonight

And as I hurdled down the highway
Past the factories and the graves
I think of all the years I've wasted
I think of all the years I've saved

Lonely highway, only friend
You've got me to keep you warm again

Lonely highway, don't you cry
Let me hold you in my arms tonight

Your eyes are long Vermont roads
With a tacky song on the radio
And your eyes are toothless young men
In Tennessee in the rain again

And fireflies never go to sleep
And country songs never help you sleep

After all those trains and all those breakdown lanes
The roads don't love you and they still won't pretend to
After all those days on God-forsaken highways
The roads don't love you and they still won't pretend to

Your eyes are the Mesa Verde
Big and brown and far away
And your eyes are Kansas City
In Kansas and in Missouri

After all those trains and all those breakdown lanes
The roads don't love you and they still won't pretend to
After all those days on God-forsaken highways
The roads don't love you and they still won't pretend to

After all this time and after all your crying
The roads don't love you and they still won't pretend to
The roads are dark and long and all those country songs
Well, they don't love you and they still won't pretend to

Some roads are only seen at night.
Ghost roads, nothing but neon signs.
But some nights the neon gas gets free
And turns into walking dead like me.

And I've been making promises I know I'll never keep.
One of these days I'm gonna leave you in your sleep.
I'll have to go when the whistle blows, the whistle knows my name.
Baby, I was born on a train.

I know that you were never young,
And I know you prob'ly won't get old.
But honey, nobody's gonna hurt you anymore.
And nobody's gonna make you wanna die.

And I've been making promises I know I'll never keep.
One of these days I'm gonna leave you in your sleep.
I'll have to go when the whistle blows, the whistle knows my name.
Baby, I was born on a train.

I'll go some cold and gray morning.
And you won't remember anything.
But some people don't believe in time.
And some of us don't believe in life.

And I've been making promises I know I'll never keep.
One of these days I'm gonna leave you in your sleep.
I'll have to go when the whistle blows, the whistle knows my name.
Baby, I was born on a train.

Baby, I was born on a train...
Baby, I was born on a train...

We have walked in ancient times
And we've been burned for many crimes
We have ended many lives
But we never really died

You have the sun, I have the moon

You have to fly around the world all day
To keep the sun upon your face
I'd like to come and comfort you
But I'd be blinded by the blue

You have the sun, I have the moon

You're bound to die under the sun
And I'll be doomed to carry on
You have become like other men
But let me kiss you once again

You have the sun, I have the moon

You were just like me
You were one big bruise
In the game of life we were playing too lose
You were Jesse James
I was William Tell
You were Daniel Webster
I was the devil himself

Two characters in search of a country song
Just make believe, but so in love
Two characters been listenin' all night long
For voices from Nashville above

Hell on eighteen wheels
At a hundred per
We went crashing through the Jersey barrier
But the road went on
Over dale and hill
You were Calamity Jane
And I was Wild Bill

Two characters in search of a country song
Just make believe, but so in love
Two characters been listenin' all night long
for voices from Nashville above

Two characters in search of a country song
Just make believe, but so in love
Two characters been listenin' all night long
For voices from Nashville above

Sometimes the road is too long You meet all kinds of people
Some of them cast no shadow They have no reflections
Take a look in your photobook I'm not there anymore

I was a traveling salesman
I got lost on the backroads
Fell in with a crowd of drifters.

Sometimes the sun is too bright And it burns you like acid
You get to love driving at night The moon is so close you can kiss it
I used to remember you smiling and waving
I don't think I can anymore

I was a traveling salesman
I got lost on the backroads
Fell in with a crowd of drifters.

We come, unnoticed, at sundown At the start of a blackout
We set bonfires all over town And it's over by morning
Sometimes we bring the rat and the wolf And sometimes the worm

I was a traveling salesman
I got lost on the backroads
Fell in with a crowd of drifters.

It was the army train that took her daddy from her
It was the bible train that took her momma too
And that high loud whistle made her horse run away
But the straw the broke the camel's back was you

It was the government train that took away her childhood
It was the KKK that took away her past
It was the white man's will that hers be broken
But that barefoot girl could run too fast


CHORUS:
Because the world's too cold for a girl like that with a
Blackfoot soul and a cowboy hat
Everything she loved went down the dragon track
She had a fear of trains


BRIDGE:
In the beet fields of Montana
She's always coming on dead rails
to break the plow and whisper "Honey,
bound to live is bound to fail"

And in a park in San Francisco
her momma shrieks about the Lord
And down the dead rails there's an echo
The wind is whistling all-aboard

CHORUS

It was the wagon train that took away her country
It was the oil train that took away her land
She could have been the belle of the ponderosa
but that was not the fat man's plan

CHORUS

Time, measured in dotted yellow lines has passed you by
and I never said an honest thing to you in all my life
Hard times go slowly and the good times never come
The world is a motor inn in the Iowa highway slum
when the open road is closing in
and you can't say where it ends and you begin
when every truckstop dive's another five years off your life
when the open road is closing in
and the dotted yellow lines begin to spin
when the sky begins to fall on everything you like at all
you won't be coming home again
Ciao, you keep on drowning in the roads between the towns
now I have been closing all the shutters in the house
well, I know you'll be back when every tree is turning brown
you'll find the house is empty and the swingset's fallen down

Well I don't care what people say
Life is too short to hang around
So I stay so long in a place
And then move on to the next town

Oh Sunset City
I've got to see the world
Don't hold me too tightly
Don't whisper my name
Sad-eyed baby
I'm not that kind of girl
When the dice stop rolling
There's no more to the game

When the time comes to say goodbye

And in the morning I'll be gone
For other towns and other lives
I'll catch the first train, bag in hand
And I won't miss you, and you won't cry

Oh Sunset City
I've got to see the world
Don't hold me too tightly
Don't whisper my name
Sad-eyed baby
I'm not that kind of girl
When the dice stop rolling
There's no more to the game

When the time comes to say goodbye

(Chorus repeats)