Forty-Nine Keep On Talkin'

Left the cold and rain behind, I drove out west to Memphis
South across the Mississippi line, I rolled my window down
Big river runnin' on my right, turtles on the banks a walkin'
Don't know how far I'm gonna get tonight, forty-nine keep on talkin'

Some roads are made for drivin' fast, some roads are made for walkin'
Some roads are made to ease my mind, forty-nine keep on talkin'

Me and her we called it love, what the hell did it matter
But when the pushin' came to shove, I didn't have much to say
I guess I'm better off on my own, no she won't hear me knockin'
This west bound lane is gonna be my home, forty-nine keep on talkin'

See the black girl with long blonde hair, up on top of the levee
What's she thinkin' 'bout standin there, what does she see today
Dusty haze in the settin' sun, crows on the wires watchin'
I let two miles turn into twenty-one, forty-nine keep on talkin'

Some roads are made for drivin' fast, some roads are made for walkin'
This might be the road to ease my mind, forty-nine keep on talkin'



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Writer(s): Timothy Page O'brien, Ray Bonneville
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