Lyrics

Come on baby, let's take a ride And we might make it by morning light The sun is bright and bold and bray My car is a stone that gently weighs So jersey lays like a sight never seen And no waking ghost got news for me, well You're damned if you're wrong And you're damned if you're right You might make it there by christmas night And damned if this world ain't wide enough for your game Cause my way, is that the way home? And they tried to do their best to carry on You run a comb all through your hair And stolen road signs will never stare They're damned if they're right And they're damned if they're wrong, they don't mind So dance in the doldrums of each new day Dance in the doldrums of common pay Dance in the doldrums that keep you from this divide Cause my way, is that the way home? And they tried to do their best to carry on Cause my way, is that the way home? And they tried to do their best to carry on All the peninsula lays in the light It makes a maze for the coming night Listen to the radio as you drive on We don't care where we are We don't care if we arrive soon
Writer(s): Derek James Fudesco, Marty Lund, Peter Thomas Quirk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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