Looking At The World Through A Windshield Lyrics
| Song | Looking At The World Through A Windshield |
| Artist | Son Volt |
| Album | A Retrospective 1995-2000 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Well when I was just a little bitty kid | |
| I remember one time Mommy said | |
| Daddy sends you all his love, from 'Frisco Bay | |
| Well I didn't understand till I was grown | |
| Why my Daddy didn't spend a little time at home | |
| Instead of running round the country that way | |
| Oh I'm looking at the world through a windshield | |
| Seeing everything in a little bit different light | |
| (Watching it fly by me on the right) | |
| I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying to see in Nashville | |
| And I'm down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight | |
| Intro Riff | |
| Well long strips of rubber that you see | |
| Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me | |
| And they'll rot along the highways in this land | |
| I'm gonna write my name in this diesel smoke | |
| And let the ones that come along behind me choke | |
| And try to keep this pace I'm setting anytime that they can | |
| Well I push this rig through the sleet and rain | |
| And I've driven through the rough terrain | |
| Of the rockies to the docks of old L.A. | |
| On down that old pacific shore | |
| I swing north and head for Baltimore | |
| Or some place 'bout 2000 miles away | |
| And I'm down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight |
| Well when I was just a little bitty kid | |
| I remember one time Mommy said | |
| Daddy sends you all his love, from ' Frisco Bay | |
| Well I didn' t understand till I was grown | |
| Why my Daddy didn' t spend a little time at home | |
| Instead of running round the country that way | |
| Oh I' m looking at the world through a windshield | |
| Seeing everything in a little bit different light | |
| Watching it fly by me on the right | |
| I got a sweet little thing that I' m dying to see in Nashville | |
| And I' m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight | |
| Intro Riff | |
| Well long strips of rubber that you see | |
| Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me | |
| And they' ll rot along the highways in this land | |
| I' m gonna write my name in this diesel smoke | |
| And let the ones that come along behind me choke | |
| And try to keep this pace I' m setting anytime that they can | |
| Well I push this rig through the sleet and rain | |
| And I' ve driven through the rough terrain | |
| Of the rockies to the docks of old L. A. | |
| On down that old pacific shore | |
| I swing north and head for Baltimore | |
| Or some place ' bout 2000 miles away | |
| And I' m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight |
| Well when I was just a little bitty kid | |
| I remember one time Mommy said | |
| Daddy sends you all his love, from ' Frisco Bay | |
| Well I didn' t understand till I was grown | |
| Why my Daddy didn' t spend a little time at home | |
| Instead of running round the country that way | |
| Oh I' m looking at the world through a windshield | |
| Seeing everything in a little bit different light | |
| Watching it fly by me on the right | |
| I got a sweet little thing that I' m dying to see in Nashville | |
| And I' m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight | |
| Intro Riff | |
| Well long strips of rubber that you see | |
| Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me | |
| And they' ll rot along the highways in this land | |
| I' m gonna write my name in this diesel smoke | |
| And let the ones that come along behind me choke | |
| And try to keep this pace I' m setting anytime that they can | |
| Well I push this rig through the sleet and rain | |
| And I' ve driven through the rough terrain | |
| Of the rockies to the docks of old L. A. | |
| On down that old pacific shore | |
| I swing north and head for Baltimore | |
| Or some place ' bout 2000 miles away | |
| And I' m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight |
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