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OLD THIRTY (Bill Fries / Chip Davis) C.W. McCall - 1975 She was mud and sand and concrete Mixed with water made of tears From the rivers runnin' down the great divide She was three thousand miles Of rockin' rollin' highway A million memories long and two lanes wide Far across the wide Missouri To the old Wyoming line From the Jersey shore to San Francisco Bay She was know to all the truckers As the mighty Lincoln Highway But to me she's still Old Thirty all the way Now the interstate goes sreamin' Through the backyard of her life But it just don't send those shivers down my spine So before I take that exit To the highway in the sky I'm gonna take Old Thirty one more time She was radiators boilin' In the burnin' summer sun And a blizzard blowin' wild across the plains She was tumbleweeds a rollin' In the gentle winds of Fall And the lights of old Grand Island in the rain She was mud and sand and concrete Mixed with water made of tears From the rivers runnin' down the great divide She was three thousand miles Of rockin' rollin' highway A million memories long and two lanes wide Now the interstate goes sreamin' Through the backyard of her life But it just don't send those shivers down my spine So before I take that exit To the highway in the sky I'm gonna take Old Thirty one more time One more time...

    


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