

(hummmm) Silver skyline rolling down the coast
Tuning carburettors with a ghost
Badge in the pocket,
white Supra on the asphalt line
You chose the brother over doing time
Quarter-mile races underneath the sun
Before the final lap was ever won
We watched you smile through the open glass Living every second moving
way too fast (ooh)
Where the road splits off into the blue
We never got to say goodbye to you
Drive on home,
across that western sky
Never had a chance to say goodbye
The silver wheels keep turning in the haze Remembering the brother from
the early days (yeah)
Drive on home,
the highway's finally clear
Dust on the dash,
grease on your sleeves
Golden California autumn leaves You showed us family isn't
just in blood Standing shoulder to shoulder through the mud
Now the tachometer rests at zero point
An empty chair at the oceanside joint
Two cars parted at the canyon bend
One veered left around the final trend (ahhhh)
You looked across with that easy grin
Wondering where the next run might begin
Drive on home,
across that western sky
Never had a chance to say goodbye
The silver wheels keep turning in the haze Remembering the brother from
the early
days
(ooh, drive on home)
The road is yours,
the horizon is clear
See you at the finish line,
brother (hummmm)