| Song | Get Out of Denver |
| Artist | Bob Seger |
| Album | Early Seger, Vol. 1 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Seger | |
| I still remember it was autumn and the moon was shinin' | |
| My '60 Cadillac was roarin' through | |
| Nebraska, whinin' | |
| Doin' a hundred-twenty man the fields was spinnin' over | |
| Headed out for the mountain snow, and we was trailin' further | |
| All the pipes were blazin and the screamin wheels turnin, turnin | |
| Had my girl beside me brother, brother she was burnin, burnin | |
| On board the | |
| Baptist preacher, southern funky school teacher | |
| She had a line on somethin heavy but we couldn't reach her | |
| We told her that we needed something that would get us going | |
| She pulled out all she had and layed it on the counter showin | |
| All I had to do was lay my money down and pick it up | |
| Cops came bustin' in and man, we lit out in a pickup truck(Cho.) | |
| Go, get out of | |
| Denver, baby. | |
| Go, go, get out of | |
| Denver, baby. | |
| Go, get out of | |
| Denver, baby. | |
| Go, go.'Cause you look just like a commie and you might just be a member, baby. | |
| Get out of | |
| Denver.Well, red lights were flashin' and the sirens they were screamin'. | |
| We had to pinch each other just to see if we was dreamin'. | |
| Made it to | |
| London Pass in under less than half an hour. | |
| Motor started drizzlin' and it turned into a thunder shower(Break) | |
| The rain kept drivin' but the caddy kept on burnin' rubber. | |
| We kept on drivin' 'til we ran into some fog cover. | |
| We couldn't see a thing, somehow we just kept on goin'. | |
| We kept on drivin' all night long and dead into the mornin'. | |
| Forty-five and fifty when we looked to see where we were at, | |
| We're starrin' at a | |
| Colorado state policeman trooper captain. | |
| He said...(Cho.) |
| zuo ci : Seger | |
| I still remember it was autumn and the moon was shinin' | |
| My ' 60 Cadillac was roarin' through | |
| Nebraska, whinin' | |
| Doin' a hundredtwenty man the fields was spinnin' over | |
| Headed out for the mountain snow, and we was trailin' further | |
| All the pipes were blazin and the screamin wheels turnin, turnin | |
| Had my girl beside me brother, brother she was burnin, burnin | |
| On board the | |
| Baptist preacher, southern funky school teacher | |
| She had a line on somethin heavy but we couldn' t reach her | |
| We told her that we needed something that would get us going | |
| She pulled out all she had and layed it on the counter showin | |
| All I had to do was lay my money down and pick it up | |
| Cops came bustin' in and man, we lit out in a pickup truck Cho. | |
| Go, get out of | |
| Denver, baby. | |
| Go, go, get out of | |
| Denver, baby. | |
| Go, get out of | |
| Denver, baby. | |
| Go, go.' Cause you look just like a commie and you might just be a member, baby. | |
| Get out of | |
| Denver. Well, red lights were flashin' and the sirens they were screamin'. | |
| We had to pinch each other just to see if we was dreamin'. | |
| Made it to | |
| London Pass in under less than half an hour. | |
| Motor started drizzlin' and it turned into a thunder shower Break | |
| The rain kept drivin' but the caddy kept on burnin' rubber. | |
| We kept on drivin' ' til we ran into some fog cover. | |
| We couldn' t see a thing, somehow we just kept on goin'. | |
| We kept on drivin' all night long and dead into the mornin'. | |
| Fortyfive and fifty when we looked to see where we were at, | |
| We' re starrin' at a | |
| Colorado state policeman trooper captain. | |
| He said... Cho. |
| zuò cí : Seger | |
| I still remember it was autumn and the moon was shinin' | |
| My ' 60 Cadillac was roarin' through | |
| Nebraska, whinin' | |
| Doin' a hundredtwenty man the fields was spinnin' over | |
| Headed out for the mountain snow, and we was trailin' further | |
| All the pipes were blazin and the screamin wheels turnin, turnin | |
| Had my girl beside me brother, brother she was burnin, burnin | |
| On board the | |
| Baptist preacher, southern funky school teacher | |
| She had a line on somethin heavy but we couldn' t reach her | |
| We told her that we needed something that would get us going | |
| She pulled out all she had and layed it on the counter showin | |
| All I had to do was lay my money down and pick it up | |
| Cops came bustin' in and man, we lit out in a pickup truck Cho. | |
| Go, get out of | |
| Denver, baby. | |
| Go, go, get out of | |
| Denver, baby. | |
| Go, get out of | |
| Denver, baby. | |
| Go, go.' Cause you look just like a commie and you might just be a member, baby. | |
| Get out of | |
| Denver. Well, red lights were flashin' and the sirens they were screamin'. | |
| We had to pinch each other just to see if we was dreamin'. | |
| Made it to | |
| London Pass in under less than half an hour. | |
| Motor started drizzlin' and it turned into a thunder shower Break | |
| The rain kept drivin' but the caddy kept on burnin' rubber. | |
| We kept on drivin' ' til we ran into some fog cover. | |
| We couldn' t see a thing, somehow we just kept on goin'. | |
| We kept on drivin' all night long and dead into the mornin'. | |
| Fortyfive and fifty when we looked to see where we were at, | |
| We' re starrin' at a | |
| Colorado state policeman trooper captain. | |
| He said... Cho. |