John Wesley Harding, Steve Earle - Our Lady of the Highways lyrics

I'm here in Philadelphia
She got stuck down in DC
It's a wretched night, it's raining
But she's coming up to meet me
There's nothing I can do
By the time she gets halfway
She'll be tired of 95
The spray off those trucks sucks
And I hope that she gets through alive

And our lady of the highways
Keep my baby straight tonight
Guide her safely down the road
And keep her always in the light
Let the sad moon looking down on me
Shine bright as she comes here
Till our lady of the highways may appear

Sometimes the weather's worst
When you have some place to be
Like the time we drove to Boston
In the snow from New York City
Frozen to the bone
And airplanes flew high above
On metal wings and prayers
And we tried to find some radio
Hoping one day we'd get there

And our lady of the highways
Keep my baby straight tonight
Guide her safely down the road
And keep her always in the light
Let the sad moon looking down on me
Shine bright as she comes here
Till our lady of the highways may appear

And I guess she always gets here
Heaven knows just how she does
And that statue of our lady
Is crying tears of love

Now I'm in San Francisco
It's a town too hard for love
She's driving from Seattle
Eight hundred miles above me
Why are we apart?
So please, don't let the fog roll
Heavy on that Highway 5 i want her here soon
But, I want her here alive

And our lady of the highways
Keep my baby straight tonight
Guide her safely down the road
And keep her always in the light
Let the sad moon looking down on me
Shine bright as she comes here
Till our lady of the highways may appear
Till our lady of the highways may appear