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I'm driving down the highway of the saintsKeepin' an eye on a friend of mineWho wishes no complaintsWhen all her strength had left herAnd hope it become thinNow I'm driving down the highway of the saintsThe sun is up and no one's in the fieldThe temperature keeps risin'The wind is on it's heelsOf all the things she taught meOf none of them restrainedDriving down the highway of the saintsDriving down the highway of the saintsWell, I'm holdin' on to something I can't holdThe old folks now are leavin'And the farm is almost soldThere ain't no sense of grievin'I can't be what I ain'tI'm driving down the highway of the saintsDriving down the highway of the saints Aus Songtexte Mania