Highway 80 (she's A Mighty Good Road) Lyrics - Singles - Dave Carter And Tracy Grammer

Down to a dollar in a terrible fix, i was hopin my bookie would call 

Coolin my heels at the motel six, waitin for the axe to fall 

Phone rings, man, i'm white as a ghost 

But it's my baby on the line from the jersey coast, she says 

"C'mon home, honey," gonna make it after all, and it's 

First stop, salt lake city 

Big springs, laramie lookin mighty pretty 

Ogallala, north platte, sun settin in it 

Newton to chicago in a new york minute 

Then it's hobart, elkhart, maumee, cuyanoga 

Youngstown, hazletown, dover i'm a flyin over 

Fairfax, bloomfield, bless a my soul: 

Highway 80, she's a might good road 

I saw me a yarn on the tv set about the surfers out in malibalou 

So i bought me some baggies and i hopped me a jet just to see if them stories was true 

Well the water was cold and the beer was hot 

Called my baby from the parkin lot, i said 

"Baby, do you miss me?" "honey, you know that i do" 

And it's first stop, salt lake city... 

Now if i was a actor or a high-rollin hippie i would head out for the califo-line 

Cruise my caddie up and down the strip, hollywood and by-god vine 

But i'm an oklahoma boy and i'm east coast bound 

Got a redneck woman in a blueblood town 

And i'm goin back to see my baby just one more time 

And it's first stop, salt lake city...