Old Cracked Highway

The year was 1966, I got set up on a date
With somebody I never met before, before
I grabbed my keys and hit the door
Now I am off on this bumpy road
Plaid Bermuda shorts, and this banlon shirt
Flat top haircut, I'm starting a new life

And we'll go motorbike riding under
Sunny blue skies
On this old cracked highway in July
And if the skies turn to gray
And there's no place to stay
Will we ride this blue cycle in the rain?

I pulled up to her house
Knocked on the door
Grabbed her hand and we're headed down the road
Seasonal roads on a hot summer's night
Driving down to the old dirt track to
See what it's like.

And we'll go motorbike riding under
Sunny blue skies
On this old cracked highway in July
And if the skies turn to gray
And there's no place to stay
Will we ride this blue cycle in the rain?

I gave her my handkerchief
You know I'd do anything for her
One week later, he and
She went on another, and on their way
He said "I think I'll marry you," and he did
Now's been a month, church bells ring out
They're hand in hand, the lovely two
Plaid Bermuda shorts, and this banlon shirt
Flat top haircut, I'm never turning back

And we'll go motorbike riding under
Sunny blue skies
On this old cracked highway in July
And if the skies turn to gray
And there's no place to stay
Will we ride this blue cycle in the rain?