

(hummmmm) I used to chase the wind
down Route Nine
A young man's heart
on a thin, wild line
Seventy-two
in a cherry red machine
Fastest wheels
this county's ever seen
But the fastest thing
that ever caught my eye
Was Robbie Campbell
under that summer sky
Dark hair blowing like a midnight storm
Keeping this old speed-demon warm
And fifty-six years later down this road
I love you even more
as the story unfolds
We burned the tires,
we chased the sun
Thought those reckless days
would never be done
Now the keys
sit quiet on the shelf
But with you, I'm still my youngest self
But the fastest thing
that ever caught my eye Was Robbie Campbell
under that summer sky
Dark hair blowing like a midnight storm
Keeping this old speed-demon warm
And fifty-six years later down this road
I love you even more
as the story unfolds
Fifty-six years... (oh, Robbie)
I love you even more