"Route 66" lyrics

If you, ever plan to motor West
Travel my way, take the highway that's the best
Get your kicks, on Route 66

It winds, from Chicago to L.A.
More than two-thousand miles all the way
Get your kicks, on Route 66.

Now you go through Saint Looey
And Joplin, Missouri
And Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty
You'll see Amarillo
Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona; don't forget Winona
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernandino

Won't you, get hip to this timely tip
When you make, that Cal-i-fornia trip
Get your kicks, on Route 66

[solos: bass, piano]

Won't you... get hip to this timely tip
When you make, that Cal-i-fornia trip

Get your kicks, on Route, 66
Come on and get your kicks, on Route 6-6
Get your kicks, on Route 66