"Superman 14" lyrics

"Superman 14"

I feel like superman, flying over muddy rivers
Counting everything from one to 14
Over roads where them sunflowers grow
I can see from here to eternity

And I'll see you around, I'm gone, I'll see you around
I'll see you around, sometime in the sky, hey

I'm ninety miles from nowhere
Living in this dust bowl dirt
Baseball, buddy holly, black tennis shoes
Dirty old t-shirt

Streets carved out of caliche
Ace of spades in my bicycle spokes
Well, I can ride from here to Amarillo on my motorbike
It'll take me anywhere I want to go

And I'll see you around, I'm gone, I'll see you around
I'll see you around, sometime in the sky

Roll down the window of that family car
Wind comes rushing in
Take me back, yeah, thirty years ago
Say goodbye to my best friend

I never made it to Amarillo
Though I tried it just for kicks
The ace of spades, well, it must have broke
Somewhere along on old highway fifty six

So long goodbye and adios, I'm gonna miss this town
You stood there waving in the wind until I turned around
We laughed so hard, I thought I'd cry
Until the day I died

I feel like Superman, flying over muddy rivers
Counting everything from one to 14
Over roads where the sunflowers grow
I can see from here to eternity

I'll see you around, I'll see you around
I'll see you around sometime in the sky

I feel like Superman, I feel like Superman
I feel like Superman, I feel like Superman


Writer(s): John J Coinman, Teddy Morgan
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