Highway 29
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, 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, 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
She wasn't sayin' nothin', 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 runnin'
I was runnin' then I was flyin'
Estrada 29
Eu calcei o sapato dela, era o número perfeito sete
Eu disse: "Aqui não pode fumar, senhora."
Ela cruzou as pernas e então
Fizemos um papo furado, era aí que deveria ter parado
Ela me passou o número, eu coloquei no bolso
Minha mão subiu pela saia dela, tudo saiu da minha cabeça
Naquela pequena lanchonete
Na Estrada 29
Era um banco de cidade pequena, uma bagunça
Bem, eu tinha uma arma, você sabe o resto
Dinheiro no chão, a camisa estava coberta de sangue
E ela estava chorando, nós dois seguimos para o sul
Na Estrada 29
Em um motel no deserto, o ar estava quente e limpo
Eu dormi como um morto, não sonhei
Acordei de manhã, lavei o rosto na pia
Fomos em direção às Sierra Madres, cruzando a linha da fronteira
O sol de inverno atravessava as árvores negras
Eu disse a mim mesmo que era algo nela
Mas enquanto dirigíamos, eu sabia que era algo em mim
Algo que vinha há muito tempo
E algo que estava aqui comigo agora
Na Estrada 29
A estrada estava cheia de vidro quebrado e gasolina
Ela não dizia nada, era só um sonho
O vento vinha silencioso pelo para-brisa
Tudo que eu podia ver era neve, céu e pinheiros
Eu fechei os olhos e estava correndo
Eu estava correndo, então estava voando