Texty: The Waifs. Brief History. Highway One.

Highway 1, 12 hour drive


I got a place I do call mine

I got me a space where I can breathe

I got my garden I got my trees


And if you're ever out this way

And if you still recall my name

You know I'm not that hard to find
I live on Highway 1, 12 hour drive



And we're gonna be

Eating fish from a coal fire


And we're gonna be

Sleepin outside
Till the fires coal


Or till it gets too cold



But if you come through late at night

I'll leave on my bedside light


I'm down the hall and to the right
Baby you can creep in and wake me up





And we're gonna be
Eating fish from a coal fire

And we're gonna be


Sleepin outside
Till the fires coal
Or till it gets too cold




You know it's doubtful I will tell

Where my love and I do lay

Or where my flowers grow


Highway 1, 12 hour drive
Highway 1, 12 hour drive
Highway 1, 12 hour drive


I live on Highway 1, 12 hour drive