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Million Miles Together
A true moment and some carefree wandering imagination. The elderly lady driving her top down Cadillac convertible with this look of serenity was clearly not bound for the Beltway on-ramp that I was.
AM – vocals, acoustic and electric guitar
N. Scott Robinson – udu
Words & music A. McKnight, ©1999 Catalooch Music, BMI
Verse 1
She drives her El Dorado, convertible with class
they cruise into their twilight, they were both built to last
they once had tight chassises, all sleek and shine
now they don't drive so fast, all they're passing is time
Chorus
They've no need of Beltways, or toll roads to nowhere
go best on blue highways, wind in their blue hair
they look forward to Sundays, and Tuesday bingo hall
an old song on her lips, brings memories of trips, to Niagara Falls
Verse 2
Their engines purr in rythym, steady and stylish as they go
now and then just for kicks, squeal the tires, pull out slow
They've turned a million miles together, most in the rearward looking glass
back when heads turned wherever, they'd cruise on 40-cent gas
Chorus
