Looking At The World Through A Windshield
Lyrics
One, two, one Well, when I was just a little bitty kid I remember one time Mommy said "Daddy sends you all his love from 'Frisco Bay"full lyrics...
One, two, one Well, when I was just a little bitty kid I remember one time Mommy said "Daddy sends you all his love from 'Frisco Bay"full lyrics...
Features Of This Song
basic rock song structurescountry influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
slide/pedal steel guitars
acoustic rhythm guitars
an upbeat two-step feel
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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And they'll rot along the highways in this land One, two, one "Daddy sends you all his love from 'Frisco Bay" And I'm down around Dallas and roll on south tonight Woh, I'm looking at the world through a windshield And I'm down around Dallas and roll on south tonight Well, I push this rig through the sleet and rain And I've driven through the rough terrain Watching it fly by me on the right I'm gonna write my name in this diesel smoke Publisher: SONY/ATV SONGS D/B/A TREE PUBG CO I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying to see in Nashville Well, when I was just a little bitty kid Why my Daddy didn't spend a little time at home Woh, I'm looking at the world through a windshield I swing north and head for Baltimore Songwriters: J Chesnut, M Hoyer And I'm down around Dallas and roll on south tonight Watching it fly by me on the right And try to keep this pace I'm setting anytime that they can I remember one time Mommy said Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me And I'm down around Dallas and roll on south tonight And let the ones that come along behind me choke Seeing everything in a little bit different light Instead of running round the country that way Well, long strips of rubber that you see I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying to see in Nashville Well I didn't understand till I was grown I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying to see in Nashville Or some place 'bout 2000 miles away On down that old Pacific shore Of the rockies to the docks of old L.A. Woh, I'm looking at the world through a windshield


