[ Featuring Bill, Bonnie Hearne ]
I gave up the fast lane for a
Blacktop county road.
Just burned out on all that talk
About the motherlode.
I traded for a songbird and
A bigger piece of sky.
When I miss the good old days
I can't imagine why.
CHORUS:
Still I get restless
And drive into town
I cruise once down Main Street
And turn back around.
It's crazy but God knows
I don't act my age
Like an old desperado
Who paints the town beige.
Down along the river
And past the swimming hole
You can find your piece of mind
With just a fishin' pole.
And you can walk the river
For miles and miles on end
And never stop believin' in
That dream around the bend.
CHORUS:
Still I get restless
And drive into town
My radio playin'
My window rolled down.
It's crazy but God knows
I don't act my age
Like an old desperado
Who paints the town beige.
Deep down in the winter
Time slows to a crawl.
There's really nothin' much to do
Until the first spring thaw.
It's then I get to thinkin'
I must have gone insane.
Memories roll through my mind
Like a long slow railroad train.
CHORUS:
Still I get restless
And drive into town
Watch the world through a windshield
As it all comes unwound.
It's crazy but God knows
I don't act my age
Like an old desperado
Who paints the town beige
