Driving Home

歌詞

I was drivin' home by the river side Richard Thompson on and the day so fine Pennsylvania towns sort of slip right by In a soft line south, under purple skies I was drivin' home through the Sunday bells Through the trailer towns, through the rolling hills From behind some cloud the sun still shines And the streams run down the mountain sides Slow down, what's the hurry There's no rush today There won't be too many Days like today I was driving' home on the black top tar Up and down this road, like a cartoon car Mason Dixon line slips behind me now Golden fields go by, golden sun goes down Slow down, what's the hurry There's no rush today There won't be too many Days like today Drivin' home, drivin' home