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.
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