Stretch Of The Highway Lyrics - Before This World - James Taylor

I was born singing yes I am 

Grew up some kind of travelin' man 

Sunday morning, pack my things 

Say so long sweet potato 

I'm on the road again 

Oh it's a lovely stretch of the highway 

Leading me on 

And my favorite thing is to miss my home 

When I'm gone, soon as I'm gone 

Chi-Town baby, that's my town too 

People pick it right on up, do the looma lamaloo 

Just for example, look at ye yonder 

Chicago's got the finest high-test first-class 

Poontang anywhere 

Oh it's a lovely stretch of the highway 

Leading me on 

And my favorite thing is to miss my home 

When I'm gone, soon as I'm gone 

I want to thank the man that planed the land 

I want to thank the man that towed the load 

In the burning sun and the freezing cold 

I want to thank the man that made this road 

Eisenhower 

Mr. Dwight D. 

General Motors 

Big Ol' GMC 

They saw the future 

Yes, indeed 

Internal combustion 

That's what the country's gonna need 

Oh it's a lovely stretch of the highway 

Leading me on 

And my favorite thing is to miss my home 

When I'm gone, soon as I'm gone 

Tomorrow 

Same as today 

One more time 

Mama that's ok 

Shake your head "yes" 

Shake your head "no" 

Keep it straight and level 

And steady as she goes