Richmond Fontaine - Santiam lyrics

Don't drive too fast, but don't drive too slow I just want to memorize every street and club and restaurant I know Even the warehouses on Connely Street seem to have some sort of hold on me Even the young kids who are always wandering outside my street always laughing and yelling when I'm trying to sleep I know I really blew it this time and I know that everybody knows My brother Gil, my brother Gil's driving me down to Santiam I can picture it right now in my mind being back at the house with Frank sitting on the couch and he's fast asleep An evening breeze is blowing by and the Highwaymen are playing quiet and low and my brother Harry's on the porch pacing and waiting, smoking old golds Oh Gil, it's my nerves this time that are bad I'm only an hour away to a whole year in a half and I'm so nervous My brother Gil, my brother Gil's driving me down to Santiam I hope it all looks the same I hope it all feels the same When I get back home