Highway 29 (Live at King's Hall, Belfast, UK, 03/19/96)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:13 duration
๐ ID: 3987658
๐ Lyrics
I slipped on her shoe
She was a perfect size seven
I said "There's no smokin' in the store ma'am"
She crossed her legs and then
We made some small talk
That's where it should have stopped
She slipped me her number
And I put it in my pocket
My hand slipped up her skirt
Everything slipped my mind
In that little roadhouse
On Highway 29
It was a small town bank
It was a mess
Well I had a gun you know the rest
Money on the floorboards
My shirt was covered in blood and she was cryin'
Her and me we headed south
On Highway 29
In a little desert motel
The air was hot and clean
I slept the sleep of the dead
I didn't dream
I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink
We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the border line
The winter sun shot through the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove I knew it was something in me
Something that'd been comin' for a long long time
And something that was here with me now
On Highway 29
The road was filled with broken glass
And gasoline
If she was just direct I don't know
It was just a dream
The wind come silent through the windshield
All I could see was snow, sky and pines
I closed my eyes and I was running
I was runnin' then I was flying
She was a perfect size seven
I said "There's no smokin' in the store ma'am"
She crossed her legs and then
We made some small talk
That's where it should have stopped
She slipped me her number
And I put it in my pocket
My hand slipped up her skirt
Everything slipped my mind
In that little roadhouse
On Highway 29
It was a small town bank
It was a mess
Well I had a gun you know the rest
Money on the floorboards
My shirt was covered in blood and she was cryin'
Her and me we headed south
On Highway 29
In a little desert motel
The air was hot and clean
I slept the sleep of the dead
I didn't dream
I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink
We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the border line
The winter sun shot through the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove I knew it was something in me
Something that'd been comin' for a long long time
And something that was here with me now
On Highway 29
The road was filled with broken glass
And gasoline
If she was just direct I don't know
It was just a dream
The wind come silent through the windshield
All I could see was snow, sky and pines
I closed my eyes and I was running
I was runnin' then I was flying
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.35] I slipped on her shoe
[00:12.89] She was a perfect size seven
[00:17.03] I said "There's no smokin' in the store ma'am"
[00:21.98] She crossed her legs and then
[00:27.31] We made some small talk
[00:31.47] That's where it should have stopped
[00:35.96] She slipped me her number
[00:40.47] And I put it in my pocket
[00:45.22] My hand slipped up her skirt
[00:49.76] Everything slipped my mind
[00:54.74] In that little roadhouse
[00:59.33] On Highway 29
[01:04.34] It was a small town bank
[01:09.91] It was a mess
[01:14.31] Well I had a gun you know the rest
[01:23.61] Money on the floorboards
[01:26.23] My shirt was covered in blood and she was cryin'
[01:32.44] Her and me we headed south
[01:37.10] On Highway 29
[01:41.69] In a little desert motel
[01:46.17] The air was hot and clean
[01:50.76] I slept the sleep of the dead
[01:56.30] I didn't dream
[02:00.14] I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink
[02:08.94] We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the border line
[02:19.16] The winter sun shot through the black trees
[02:27.80] I told myself it was all something in her
[02:30.89] But as we drove I knew it was something in me
[02:37.31] Something that'd been comin' for a long long time
[02:46.30] And something that was here with me now
[02:50.86] On Highway 29
[02:54.05]
[03:04.04] The road was filled with broken glass
[03:09.79] And gasoline
[03:14.40] If she was just direct I don't know
[03:18.64] It was just a dream
[03:22.91] The wind come silent through the windshield
[03:25.87] All I could see was snow, sky and pines
[03:32.19] I closed my eyes and I was running
[03:36.77] I was runnin' then I was flying
[03:41.59]
[00:12.89] She was a perfect size seven
[00:17.03] I said "There's no smokin' in the store ma'am"
[00:21.98] She crossed her legs and then
[00:27.31] We made some small talk
[00:31.47] That's where it should have stopped
[00:35.96] She slipped me her number
[00:40.47] And I put it in my pocket
[00:45.22] My hand slipped up her skirt
[00:49.76] Everything slipped my mind
[00:54.74] In that little roadhouse
[00:59.33] On Highway 29
[01:04.34] It was a small town bank
[01:09.91] It was a mess
[01:14.31] Well I had a gun you know the rest
[01:23.61] Money on the floorboards
[01:26.23] My shirt was covered in blood and she was cryin'
[01:32.44] Her and me we headed south
[01:37.10] On Highway 29
[01:41.69] In a little desert motel
[01:46.17] The air was hot and clean
[01:50.76] I slept the sleep of the dead
[01:56.30] I didn't dream
[02:00.14] I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink
[02:08.94] We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the border line
[02:19.16] The winter sun shot through the black trees
[02:27.80] I told myself it was all something in her
[02:30.89] But as we drove I knew it was something in me
[02:37.31] Something that'd been comin' for a long long time
[02:46.30] And something that was here with me now
[02:50.86] On Highway 29
[02:54.05]
[03:04.04] The road was filled with broken glass
[03:09.79] And gasoline
[03:14.40] If she was just direct I don't know
[03:18.64] It was just a dream
[03:22.91] The wind come silent through the windshield
[03:25.87] All I could see was snow, sky and pines
[03:32.19] I closed my eyes and I was running
[03:36.77] I was runnin' then I was flying
[03:41.59]