John Swanson
New Route 66
Lyrics
Excuse me Mr. Troup
I think I missed a turn somewhere
So tell me; what’s the scoop?
How do you get there?

New Route 66 is a little different trail
It’s hot enough to melt your tires
And burn the Devil’s tail
New Route 66 is long and it’s lean
It stretches out it’s tentacles to all points in between

The old route has given way to interstates and airplanes
Fifty-five is all you’ll drive
And no one here complains
‘Cuz New Route 66 is just a state of mind
Push your seat back, relax
And let the engine wind

On New Route 66
My Route 66
New Route 66

Kokopelli line the strip
Rub their belly for luck on your trip
Pasadena to Glenrio
The ghosts are smiling wherever you go

Just outside Carlinville
The white writing on the brown sign
Points the way to America
This land yours and mine
Excuse me Mr. Cole
If you’re ever back in town
We’ll go cruisin’ Tucumcari
With the ragtop down

On New Route 66
My Route 66
New Route 66
Credits
Lyrics Credits: John Swanson
Music Credits: John Swanson
Producer Credits: John Swanson
Publisher Credits: John Swanson
Performance Credits: John Swanson
Label Credits: Acoustic Swaneeland
Description
Short Song Description:
One man's quest to find the zen of all highways. He gets lost at times, but comes to realize the road Bobby Troup traveled really does still exist; even if only in his own mind.

Push your seat back and take a ride with Swanee on "New Route 66"
Metadata
Song Length: 2:55
Primary Genre: Jazz-Swing
Secondary Genre: Jazz-Standards
Tempo: Fast (151 - 170)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: Highway, Street, Road
Mood 1: Sociable
Similar Artist 1: Harry Connick Jr.
Language: English
Era: 1950 - 1959