HIGHWAY 29 I slipped on her shoe, she was a perfect size seven I said " There's no smokin' in the store ma'am. " She crossed her legs and then We made some small talk that's where it should have stopped She slipped me her number, I put it in my pocket My hand slipped up her skirt, everything slipped my mind In that little roadhouse On Highway 29 It was a small town bank it was a mess Well I had a gun you know the rest Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood And she was cryin', her and me we headed south On Highway 29 In a little desert motel the air was hot and clean I slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't dream I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the border line The winter sun shot through the black trees I told myself it was all something in her But as we drove I knew it was something im me Something that'd been comin' for a long long time And something that was here with me now On Highway 29 The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline She wasn't sayin' nothin', it was just a dream The wind come silent through the windshield All I could see was snow, sky and pines I closed my eyes and I was runnin' I was runnin' then I was flyin'

AUTOSTRADA 29 Le infilai la scarpa, settima misura perfetta dissi, signora, non si fuma nel negozio lei accavallo' le gambe e poi scambiammo due chiacchiere, e avremmo dovuto fermarci li' lei mi rifilo' un numero di telefono, io me l'infilai in tasca la mia mano si infilo' su per la sua gonna, ogni pensiero mi si sfilo' di mente In quella piccola bettola Sull'Autostrada 29. Era una banca di paese, fu un macello avevo una pistola, gia', sai com'e' andata soldi sulle travi del pavimento, la camicia coperta di sangue e lei piangeva, lei e io, verso il sud Sull'Autostrada 29. In un motel in mezzo al deserto, l'aria era calda e pulita dormii il sonno dei morti, senza sognare mi svegliai la mattina, lavai la faccia nel lavandino e partimmo per la Sierra Madre oltre il confine. Il sole d'Inverno lanciava raggi fra gli alberi neri mi dissi che era per qualcosa in lei ma andando avanti capii che era per qualcosa in me, qualcosa che si preparava da molto tempo era qualcosa che era con me adesso Sull'Autostrada 29. La strada era coperta di vetri rotti e benzina lei non diceva niente, era solo un sogno il vento entrava senza far rumore attraverso il parabrezza vedevo solo neve e cielo e pini chiusi gli occhi e correvo poi chiusi gli occhi e volavo...