Mark Knopfler - Speedway at Nazareth lyrics
[Mark Knopfler - Speedway at Nazareth lyrics]
After 2000 came 2001
To be the new champions
We were there for to run
From springtime in Arizona
Till the fall in Monterey
And the raceways were the battlefields and
We fought 'em all the way
Was at Phoenix in the morning
I had a wake-up call
She went around without a warning
Put me in the wall i drove at Long Beach
California with three cracked vertebrae
And we went on to Indianapolis
Indiana in May
Well, the Brickyard's there to crucify
Anyone who will not learn
I climbed the mountain to qualify
Went flat through the turns
But, I was down in the might have-beens
And an old pal good as died
And I sat down in Gasoline Alley and I cried
(Ahh, hmm, Ahh, ah)
Well we were in at the kill
Again on the Milwaukee Mile
And in June up in Michigan we
Were robbed at Belle Isle
Then it was on to Portland
Oregon for the G i joe
And I'd blown off almost everyone
When my motor let go
New England, Ontario we died in the dirt
Those walls from mid-Ohio to Toronto
They hurt so we came to Road America where
We burned up at the lake
But at the speedway at Nazareth
I made no mistake
To be the new champions
We were there for to run
From springtime in Arizona
Till the fall in Monterey
And the raceways were the battlefields and
We fought 'em all the way
Was at Phoenix in the morning
I had a wake-up call
She went around without a warning
Put me in the wall i drove at Long Beach
California with three cracked vertebrae
And we went on to Indianapolis
Indiana in May
Well, the Brickyard's there to crucify
Anyone who will not learn
I climbed the mountain to qualify
Went flat through the turns
But, I was down in the might have-beens
And an old pal good as died
And I sat down in Gasoline Alley and I cried
(Ahh, hmm, Ahh, ah)
Well we were in at the kill
Again on the Milwaukee Mile
And in June up in Michigan we
Were robbed at Belle Isle
Then it was on to Portland
Oregon for the G i joe
And I'd blown off almost everyone
When my motor let go
New England, Ontario we died in the dirt
Those walls from mid-Ohio to Toronto
They hurt so we came to Road America where
We burned up at the lake
But at the speedway at Nazareth
I made no mistake