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Diamonds on My Windshield Lyrics
There's diamonds on my windshield
Tears from heaven
I'm pulling into town on the Interstate
I got a steel train in the rain
And the wind bites my cheek through the wing
And it's these late nights, this freeway flyin'
Always makes me sing.
There's a Duster tryin' to change my tune
He's pulling up fast on the right
Rolling restlessly by a twenty-four hour moon
And a Wisconsin hiker with a cue-ball head
He's wishing he's home in a Wisconsin bed
But there's fifteen feet of snow in the East
Colder than a well-digger's ass
It's colder than a well-digger's ass.
Oceanside it ends the ride, with San Clemente comin' up
Sunday desperadoes slip by and cruise with a dry back
And the Orange drive-in, the neon billin'
And the theater's fillin' to the brim
With Slave Girls and a Hot Spur and Bucket Full o' Sin...
Metropolitan area with interchanging connections
Fly-by-nights from Riverside
And out of state plates,
Runnin' a little bit late
But the sailors jockey for the fast lane
101 don't miss it
There's rolling hills and concrete fields
And the broken line's on your mind
Eights go east and the fives go north
The merging nexus back and forth
You see your sign, cross the line,
Signaling with a blink
And the radio's gone off the air
And it gives you time to think
You hear the rumble
As you fumble for a cigarette
And blazing through this midnight jungle
Remember someone that you met
One more block; the engine talks
And whispers 'home at last'
It whispers 'home at last'...
Whispers 'home at last...'
And the diamonds on my windshield
And these tears from heaven
Well, I'm pullin; into town on the interstate
I got me a steel train in the rain
And the wind bites my cheek through the wing
Late nights, freeway flyin'
Always makes me sing.
It always makes me sing.
(Hey. Look here, Jack... Okay.)
Tears from heaven
I'm pulling into town on the Interstate
I got a steel train in the rain
And the wind bites my cheek through the wing
And it's these late nights, this freeway flyin'
Always makes me sing.
He's pulling up fast on the right
Rolling restlessly by a twenty-four hour moon
He's wishing he's home in a Wisconsin bed
But there's fifteen feet of snow in the East
Colder than a well-digger's ass
It's colder than a well-digger's ass.
Sunday desperadoes slip by and cruise with a dry back
And the Orange drive-in, the neon billin'
And the theater's fillin' to the brim
With Slave Girls and a Hot Spur and Bucket Full o' Sin...
Fly-by-nights from Riverside
And out of state plates,
Runnin' a little bit late
101 don't miss it
There's rolling hills and concrete fields
And the broken line's on your mind
The merging nexus back and forth
You see your sign, cross the line,
Signaling with a blink
And it gives you time to think
You hear the rumble
As you fumble for a cigarette
And blazing through this midnight jungle
Remember someone that you met
One more block; the engine talks
And whispers 'home at last'
It whispers 'home at last'...
Whispers 'home at last...'
And these tears from heaven
Well, I'm pullin; into town on the interstate
I got me a steel train in the rain
And the wind bites my cheek through the wing
Late nights, freeway flyin'
Always makes me sing.
It always makes me sing.
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His attempt to make Jack Kerouac type poetry...
Really trying hard to be Beat
It's cool actually, better than most of the actual poetry of the Best Generation
I thnk that the song is exactly what the seems to be. He is a traveling musician coming home. Prior to becoming a traveling musician for a living him was a sailor in the U. S. Coast Guard. Diamonds on the winshield is the only metphorical statement in the song and this is clearly about the rain while he is trying to get home to relax.
Beater than the Beats, I like that.
Orange should be capitalized since it's the Orange drive-in in Orange, California.