50 Miles From Nowhere (Live) - The Rockats

50 Miles From Nowhere (Live)

The Rockats

(, DOWNER, 2001)

50 miles from nowhere, 1000 miles from home
I broke down on the highway, glad I ain't alone
One dime in my pocket, I just can't find no phone
What's the use of calling... nobody's home

Got right out of Houston, wanted to fight
I ended up in Dallas, no one in sight
Got to keep on moving, got to play tonight
I got to make that next show, and make it on time

Well, 50 miles from nowhere, 1000 miles from home
Broke down on this highway...
50 miles from nowhere, 1000 miles from home

Town after town, they all seem the same
Faces all so silly, no one has a name
Next stop Seven-Eleven, I wish I'd gone by train
Pass me that smoke man, good for my brain

50 miles from nowhere, 1000 miles from home
I broke down on the highway...
50 miles from nowhere, 1000 miles from home

50 miles from nowhere, 1000 miles from home
I broke down on the highway, glad I ain't alone
One dime in my pocket, I just can't find no phone
What's the use of calling... nobody's home
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Yeah, nobody's home!

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