Bruce Springsteen - Highway 29 lyrics
[Bruce Springsteen - Highway 29 lyrics]
I slipped on her shoe
She was a perfect size seven
I said "There's no smoking in the store
Ma'am" she crossed her legs and then
We made some small talk
That's where it should have stopped
She slipped me her number
I put it in my pocket
My hand slipped up her skirt
Everything slipped my mind
In that little roadhouse on Highway 29
It was a small town bank, it was a mess
Well, I had a gun, you know the rest
Money on the floorboards
Shirt was covered in blood and she was crying
Her and me we headed south on Highway 29
In a little desert motel
The air was hot and clean
I slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't dream
I woke in the morning
Washed my face in the sink
We headed into the Sierra
Madres across the borderline
The winter sun shot through the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove
I knew it was something in me
Something that had been coming for a long
Long time and something that was here with
Me now on Highway 29
The road was filled with
Broken glass and gasoline
She wasn't saying nothing
It was just a dream
The wind come silent through the windshield
All I could see was snow and sky and pine
I closed my eyes and I was running
Yeah, I was running, then I was flying
She was a perfect size seven
I said "There's no smoking in the store
Ma'am" she crossed her legs and then
We made some small talk
That's where it should have stopped
She slipped me her number
I put it in my pocket
My hand slipped up her skirt
Everything slipped my mind
In that little roadhouse on Highway 29
It was a small town bank, it was a mess
Well, I had a gun, you know the rest
Money on the floorboards
Shirt was covered in blood and she was crying
Her and me we headed south on Highway 29
In a little desert motel
The air was hot and clean
I slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't dream
I woke in the morning
Washed my face in the sink
We headed into the Sierra
Madres across the borderline
The winter sun shot through the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove
I knew it was something in me
Something that had been coming for a long
Long time and something that was here with
Me now on Highway 29
The road was filled with
Broken glass and gasoline
She wasn't saying nothing
It was just a dream
The wind come silent through the windshield
All I could see was snow and sky and pine
I closed my eyes and I was running
Yeah, I was running, then I was flying