Neil Young - Interstate lyrics

Children are laughing

in the sun

I count the voices

one by one

But I'm not there

to share the fun

I'm out on the interstate

I can hear

a soft voice calling

Calling me

to bring my guitar home.

I'm happy singing

in a crowd

The lights are bright,

the music's loud

I like to look

in every face

But out on the interstate

I can hear

a soft voice calling

Calling me

to bring my guitar home.

Out in the dusty

desert wind

The fox goes looking

for a friend

She sees a light

around the bend

I'm out on the interstate

I can hear

a soft voice calling

Calling me

to bring my guitar home.