Roadside Anthems

She startles so quick
 Like a little bird in a patch of thorns
 She comes flying out of a dream
 Back into the room with me with the tv on
 Under her breath there's still something left of a song
 Somewhere she thought she'd be
 Never thinking it would take so long, so long
 And she's singing all her roadside anthems
 Singing all her broke down hymns
 Talking about that golden gate sure sounds handsome
 Tell me how do we get there
 This american blood won't let you find no rest
 Comes running through your veins
 Like an eight lane highway into the west
 Hot on the trail where the freedom is real as the miles, oh the miles
 Never thinking about settling down,
 just to catch her breath for a little while, for a little while
 And she's singing all her roadside anthems
 Singing all her broke down hymns
 Talking about that golden gate sure sounds handsome
 Tell me how do we get there
 Tell me how do we get there
 She can hear the voices as they roll by
 Singing the same song
 So many voices in harmony
 Halfway gone, halfway home, home
 And she's singing her all her roadside anthems
 Singing all her broke down hymns
 Talking about that golden gate sure sounds handsome
 Tell me how do we get there
 Tell me how do we get there
 Tell me how do we get there