Текст песни: Santiam + перевод

Don’t drive too fast, but don’t drive too slow

I just want to memorize every street

And club and restaurant I know

Even the warehouses on Connely Street

Seem to have some sort of hold on me

Even the young kids who are always

Wandering outside my street

Always laughing and yelling when I’m trying to sleep

I know I really blew it this time

And I know that everybody knows

My brother Gil, my brother Gil’s

Driving me down to Santiam

I can picture it right now in my mind

Being back at the house

With Frank sitting on the couch

And he’s fast asleep

An evening breeze is blowing by

And the Highwaymen are playing quiet and low

And my brother Harry’s on the porch

Pacing and waiting, smoking old golds

Oh Gil, it’s my nerves this time that are bad

I’m only an hour away to a whole year in a half

And I’m so nervous

My brother Gil, my brother Gil’s

Driving me down to Santiam

I hope it all looks the same

I hope it all feels the same

When I get back home

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