From the recording Where the Road Bends
Lyrics
Got a tank full of gas and a pile of old maps of the highway
Gotta try and find my way
Across this big old country
Band broke up on tour, left me stranded just north of Corona
Traded my Telecaster
For this beat up old Ford
Now it’s one, two, three thousand miles back to you
Yeah it’s one, two, three thousand miles back to you
We were listening to Westerberg singing “Hold My Life”
The day I asked you to be my wife
“Time for this one to come alive”
Now it’s one, two, three thousand miles back to you
Yeah it’s one, two, three thousand miles back to you
Couldn’t wait another day
Had to get the hell out of L.A.
Sun at my back and a sky so blue
My shadow’s pointing me home to you
I drove all night, now the sun’s rising over the Rockies
Three more days and I’ll be
Back in your arms and I’m never gonna leave
Now it’s one, two, three thousand miles back to you
Yeah it’s one, two, three thousand miles back to you