Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind. Me and my -ah- mother and father - and a grandmother
Übersetzung: The Doors. Dawn Highway.
are insane Waiting for the summer rain There's danger on the edge of town Ride the King's highway Weird scenes inside the gold mine Ride the highway West
: Dawn, he's in a postcard of the dawn, Where the knives of light have left the dark night tattered & torn. The firmamental cars on the highway of the
was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor, A red-coat troop came marching, Marching, marching King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door
hummin', she been bummin' All her life On the highway, on and on On the highway, on and on On the highway, on and on On the highway, on and on
at dawn 'cos it's sun by noon Charlie's black cat with a bad time tune Sad to see things that were kind I'm no Has-been's clever child Well of
corned beef on ryea?? She sings with a tear in her eye. And as her dark eyes are glistening There's someone who's listening In that highway cafA©
(kinky friedman) She was only a waitress in a highway cafe Poured coffee from dusk until dawn But she's heart-broken 24 hours a day For she longed for
you the corned beef on rye" She sings with a tear in her eye And as her dark eyes are glistening There's someone who's listening In that highway cafe
I won't cease until dawn Wake me up when you can hear The sound of people getting near Where what's dead come alive And there's a long and lonely ride
a gypsy's ribbon Looping the purple moor A red-coat troop came marching Marching, marching King George's men came marching Up to the old inn-door They
Is the hotel's neon sign Chorus: Take me anywhere that's somewhere, where there's noises and lights That would be some kind of relief Take me anywhere that's
mile day after day, I am the highway, I am the highway I have no beginning and I don't have an end You might turn around but there's no going back again
) oh wait that's right, you discovered me right? offered up the peace pipe, and oh It's all cotton candy when Aesop Rock the B line he's actin foolish
insane Waiting for the summer rain There's danger on the edge of town Ride the King's highway, baby Weird scenes inside the gold mine Ride the highway
in the night Guess you noticed I'm gone And the low morning sun's Cast some shadows with questions inside So the truth's in this letter At dawn will
blood! Not till the dawn he heard it, his face grew grey to hear How bess, the landlord's daughter, The landlord's black-eyed daughter, Had watched for
