Listening to the AM - Owen Temple

WRITTEN BY: OWEN TEMPLE

I pulled out of Charleston West Virginia
In the middle of the night
I made it down to Nashville town
When the sun was shining bright
I’m headed out west on a four day run
And I’ve got to make pretty good time
I gotta make a living livin’ my life
Chasing down a broken white line

So I ride this road and I try to get where I’m going
A cup of coffee and thoughts of home are all that help
And I’ll spend another midnight early morning
Listening to the AM and talking to myself

Kingman Arizona’s just three hundred miles
Away from old L.A.
And I stopped to take a nap in Flagstaff
But I’ve still got to drive all day
When the sun sets out on the desert
You never seen such a beautiful sight
But at two AM in the desert, man
You never seen a blacker night

So I ride this road and I try to get where I’m going
A cup of coffee and thoughts of home are all that help
And I’ll spend another midnight early morning
Listening to the AM and talking to myself

I made it into L.A. just about the time
I swore I had to get off the road
And I checked in to a motor inn
I turned the air condition way down cold
I slept all day then I woke up
Around about ten PM
I grabbed a bite to eat at a little cafe
Then I hit the road again

So I ride this road and I try to get where I’m going
A cup of coffee and thoughts of home are all that help
So I’ll spend another midnight early morning
Listening to the AM and talking to myself
I’m just listening to the Open Road Show
And talking to myself