Roadside Anthems

She startles so quick
Like a little bird in a patch of thorns

She comes flying out of a dream
Back into the room with me with the tv on

Under her breath there's still something left of a song
Somewhere she thought she'd be
Never thinking it would take so long, so long

And she's singing all her roadside anthems
Singing all her broke down hymns
Talking about that golden gate sure sounds handsome
Tell me how do we get there

This american blood won't let you find no rest
Comes running through your veins
Like an eight lane highway into the west
Hot on the trail where the freedom is real as the miles, oh the miles
Never thinking about settling down,
just to catch her breath for a little while, for a little while

And she's singing all her roadside anthems
Singing all her broke down hymns
Talking about that golden gate sure sounds handsome
Tell me how do we get there
Tell me how do we get there

She can hear the voices as they roll by
Singing the same song
So many voices in harmony
Halfway gone, halfway home, home
And she's singing her all her roadside anthems
Singing all her broke down hymns
Talking about that golden gate sure sounds handsome
Tell me how do we get there
Tell me how do we get there
Tell me how do we get there