2-4-6-8 Motorway lyrics by Tom Robinson

Title : 2. 4. 6. 8. MOTORWAY

Artist : TOM ROBINSON BAND

Reference Number : 0806

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Drive my truck, midway to the motorway station
Four lane cruser coming up on the left hand side
Headlights shining, drivin' rain on the window frame
Little young ladies startled us hitchin' a ride,

And it took two, four, six, eight, ain't never too late
Me and my radio truckin' on through the night
Three, five, seven, nine on the middle white line,
That same old motorway sun coming up with the morning light

Wiz kids sittin' pretty on a two wheel stallion
Then some ten ton lorry gotta bead on you
Ain't no use settin' off with a bad companion
Ain't nobody gonna get the better of you know who

Two, four, six, eight, ain't never too late
Me and my radio truckin' on through the night
Three, five, seven, nine on the
Middle white line, that same old
Motorway sun coming up with the morning light

*** Guitar solo ***

And there ain't no route you could choose to lose the two of us,
Ain't nobody knows when you're acting right or wrong
No one knows if the motorway's leadin' no where,
Gotta keep on travelin' homeward 'till the dawn,

And it's two, four, six, eight, ain't never too late
Me and my radio truckin' on through the night
Three, five, seven, nine on the middle white line,
That same old motorway sun coming up with the morning light

Two, four, six, eight, ain't never too late
Me and my radio truckin' on through the night
Three, five, seven, nine on the middle white line,
That same old motorway sun coming up with the morning light

Motorway sun coming up with the morning light,
That same old motorway sun coming up with the morning
Light.......................

*** Guitar solo ***

Yeah, yeah, yeah, then it's two, four, six,
Eight, ain't never too late
Me and my radio truckin' on through the night
Three, five, seven, nine on the middle white line,
Motorway sun coming up with the morning light,

And it's two, four, six, eight, ain't never too late
Me and my radio truckin' on through the night
Three, five, seven, nine on the middle white line,
That same old motorway sun coming up with the morning light


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Transcribed and programmed by : Dave Clackett

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