Get Out Of Denver

Get Out Of Denver
I still remember
It was autumn
And the moon was shining
Our 60 Cadillac was roaring
Through Nebraska whining
Doing 120 man
The fields was bending over
Heading up for the mountains
Knowing we was traveling further
All the fires were blazing
And the spinning wheels
Were turning turning
Had my girlfriend beside me
Brother, she was burning
Burning

I walked up back to speak
To this southern funky
School teacher
She had a lot of something
Heavy but we couldn't
Reach her

We told her that we needed
Something that would get us going
She pulled out all she had
And laid it on the table showing
All I had to do was
Lay my money down
And pick it up
The cops came busting in
And then we lit out
In a pickup truck

Go!
Get out of Denver, baby
Go, go
Get out of Denver, baby
Go
Get out of Denver, baby
Go, go
Get out of Denver
'Cause you look
Just like a commie
And you might just be a member
Better get out of Denver
Better get out of Denver

Well, all red lights
Were flashing
And the sirens were screaming
Screaming
We had to pinch each other
Just to see if we were dreaming
Made it to lovely
Pass in under less
Than half an hour
Lord, it started drizzling
And it turned
Into a thundershower, oh!

The rain was driving
But the Caddy kept on burning rubber
We kept on driving
'Till we ran into some fog cover
We couldn't see a thing
But somehow we just kept on going
We kept on driving
All night long
And then into the morning
Fog had finally lifted
When we looked to see
Where we was at
We're staring at Colorado
State policeman trooper cat

Go!
Get out of Denver, baby
Go, go
Get out of Denver, baby
Go
Get out of Denver, baby
Go, go
Get out of Denver
'Cause you look
Just like a commie
And you might just be a member
Better get out of Denver
Better get out of Denver
Bob Seger - Seven
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