A Thousand Miles of Concrete
Copyright Doc Pablo, enroute Sept 1992

The rhythm of the road is like a lover's pulse
Keeping my soul company
I'm a one-man moonshot solitary road rocket
Rolling 'cross the big country
        I'm shining white on red, I got the cruise control on
        I'm internally combusted and I'm rolling 'til dawn

26 to 84 to 70
Concrete kissing my wheels
I've got a no-late dead-date to make it into Cammy
Gotta make no matter how bad it feels
        That's just the way life is, it's a sign of the times
        And so I'm cutting up the road between the dotted lines

chorus:
There'll be a thousand miles of concrete between us
By the time that this day's done
And so I follow the rising moon 'til it's morning
Then I follow the rising sun

Dawn is coming early, so I'm making time
keeping my heel on the gas
I'm a one-way pipeline, rolling up the incline
Over it and out through the pass
        I'm in the center lane, I've got the world to go
        And now I'm rolling 'cross the border into Idaho

chorus

They say I'm doing 80, but I'm doing fine
I could keep up the pace all night
I'm on impulse control - a satellite I'm gonna roll
The Left Coast onto the right
        The Terc' gets double-A, I feed her 95
        We're turning twenty four hundred out in overdrive

chorus

repeat chorus (variation):
There'll be a thousand miles of concrete to travel
If I'm gonna see you soon
And so I follow the rising sun 'til it's evening
Then I follow the rising moon