Ever since they built the freeway the old 2 lane's closing down
cause it winds along the riverbed, past too many little towns
they're closing up the truck stops, they had to lock the door
Cause the business can't keep up with the fast food anymore
It's gone the way of courting, gone the way of the model T
It's gone the way of the way life used to be
The shop keeper will suffer cause no one wants to drive
the half mile off the exit ramp to sample local style
They'll never find the barber, the store or the bakery
unless they get off the big road, to see the scenery
It's gone the way of the drive-in, gone the way of the Dynaflow
It's gone the way of the way of the way life used to go
The old road was a lifeline, revolving around our dreams
we built our homes along the edge and then were put to sleep
by the wheels of the traffic rolling slowly through our town
Will this all up and fade away when they close the old road down
It's gone the way of the nickel Coke, gone the way of the easy plan
It's gone the way of old friends shaking hands.
