Sleeping On the Interstate (Live) Lyrics
| Song | Sleeping On the Interstate (Live) |
| Artist | Granger Smith |
| Album | Live At the Chicken |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| At 4 am, a five piece band | |
| Gets R.E.M. in a Chevrolet van | |
| Running late… | |
| So we're sleeping on the interstate | |
| We're a left lane friend | |
| Threadin' the cars | |
| Passin' 'em like satellites in the stars | |
| We pull away… | |
| Sleeping on the interstate | |
| That white line's stretching like a yellow brick road | |
| We chase it down, hurry up | |
| We never go slow, | |
| Gas in the tank | |
| Music in the soul | |
| Here we go, here we go | |
| Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners | |
| Trying to live more like a lover than sinner | |
| A slave to dreams so far away | |
| So we're sleeping on the interstate. | |
| Freedom is the fuel makin' eight wheels roll | |
| We close our eyes and think about home | |
| So it's okay… | |
| Sleeping on the interstate | |
| And there's me in the back in a six foot bunk | |
| Gettin' used to the rocks of the road | |
| It's tough, but I'll find a way | |
| Sleeping on the interstate | |
| That white line's stretching like a yellow brick road | |
| We chase it down, hurry up | |
| We never go slow, | |
| Gas in the tank | |
| Music in the soul | |
| Here we go, here we go | |
| Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners | |
| Trying to live more like a lover than sinner | |
| A slave to dreams so far away | |
| So we're sleeping on the interstate. | |
| I'm breathing in the miles | |
| I'm reeling in the years | |
| I'm takin' some in stride | |
| And some in tears | |
| That white line's stretching like a yellow brick road | |
| We chase it down, hurry up | |
| We never go slow, | |
| Gas in the tank | |
| Music in the soul | |
| Here we go, here we go | |
| Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners | |
| Trying to live more like a lover than sinner | |
| A slave to dreams so far away | |
| So we're sleeping on the interstate. | |
| We're sleeping on the interstate. | |
| Sleeping on the interstate. |
| At 4 am, a five piece band | |
| Gets R. E. M. in a Chevrolet van | |
| Running late | |
| So we' re sleeping on the interstate | |
| We' re a left lane friend | |
| Threadin' the cars | |
| Passin' ' em like satellites in the stars | |
| We pull away | |
| Sleeping on the interstate | |
| That white line' s stretching like a yellow brick road | |
| We chase it down, hurry up | |
| We never go slow, | |
| Gas in the tank | |
| Music in the soul | |
| Here we go, here we go | |
| Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners | |
| Trying to live more like a lover than sinner | |
| A slave to dreams so far away | |
| So we' re sleeping on the interstate. | |
| Freedom is the fuel makin' eight wheels roll | |
| We close our eyes and think about home | |
| So it' s okay | |
| Sleeping on the interstate | |
| And there' s me in the back in a six foot bunk | |
| Gettin' used to the rocks of the road | |
| It' s tough, but I' ll find a way | |
| Sleeping on the interstate | |
| That white line' s stretching like a yellow brick road | |
| We chase it down, hurry up | |
| We never go slow, | |
| Gas in the tank | |
| Music in the soul | |
| Here we go, here we go | |
| Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners | |
| Trying to live more like a lover than sinner | |
| A slave to dreams so far away | |
| So we' re sleeping on the interstate. | |
| I' m breathing in the miles | |
| I' m reeling in the years | |
| I' m takin' some in stride | |
| And some in tears | |
| That white line' s stretching like a yellow brick road | |
| We chase it down, hurry up | |
| We never go slow, | |
| Gas in the tank | |
| Music in the soul | |
| Here we go, here we go | |
| Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners | |
| Trying to live more like a lover than sinner | |
| A slave to dreams so far away | |
| So we' re sleeping on the interstate. | |
| We' re sleeping on the interstate. | |
| Sleeping on the interstate. |
| At 4 am, a five piece band | |
| Gets R. E. M. in a Chevrolet van | |
| Running late | |
| So we' re sleeping on the interstate | |
| We' re a left lane friend | |
| Threadin' the cars | |
| Passin' ' em like satellites in the stars | |
| We pull away | |
| Sleeping on the interstate | |
| That white line' s stretching like a yellow brick road | |
| We chase it down, hurry up | |
| We never go slow, | |
| Gas in the tank | |
| Music in the soul | |
| Here we go, here we go | |
| Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners | |
| Trying to live more like a lover than sinner | |
| A slave to dreams so far away | |
| So we' re sleeping on the interstate. | |
| Freedom is the fuel makin' eight wheels roll | |
| We close our eyes and think about home | |
| So it' s okay | |
| Sleeping on the interstate | |
| And there' s me in the back in a six foot bunk | |
| Gettin' used to the rocks of the road | |
| It' s tough, but I' ll find a way | |
| Sleeping on the interstate | |
| That white line' s stretching like a yellow brick road | |
| We chase it down, hurry up | |
| We never go slow, | |
| Gas in the tank | |
| Music in the soul | |
| Here we go, here we go | |
| Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners | |
| Trying to live more like a lover than sinner | |
| A slave to dreams so far away | |
| So we' re sleeping on the interstate. | |
| I' m breathing in the miles | |
| I' m reeling in the years | |
| I' m takin' some in stride | |
| And some in tears | |
| That white line' s stretching like a yellow brick road | |
| We chase it down, hurry up | |
| We never go slow, | |
| Gas in the tank | |
| Music in the soul | |
| Here we go, here we go | |
| Connecting map dots like poets and prisoners | |
| Trying to live more like a lover than sinner | |
| A slave to dreams so far away | |
| So we' re sleeping on the interstate. | |
| We' re sleeping on the interstate. | |
| Sleeping on the interstate. |
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