Текст песни Don't Forget to Call - CAMPLAND

Dive bars and pool halls
Her cigarettes were menthols
And everything that's left in between

There's a jukebox in the corner
And the waitress's daughter
Stops by to wish her sweet dreams

And while the neon is blinking
Her heart starts sinking
Like a stone thrown into a stream
Like a stone thrown into a stream

Ya keep the wind at your back
Ya keep your eyes on the road
Don't bang your head up against the wall

Ya keep your foot on the gas
And don't look back
And don't be afraid to call

Garage doors and pinball
Red Stripe and thunder clouds
A puddle gathers there on the floor

And through the bar room chatter
Like that old AM static
His hoarse voice over the roar

While the music still plays
Through the wind and the rain
And that guitar strap bears his name
Well that guitar strap bears his name

Keep the wind at your back
Ya keep your eyes on the road
Don't bang your head up against the wall

Ya keep your foot on the gas
And don't look back
And don't be afraid to call

(Instrumental)

Well windmills and cattle
Are tornado battled
And the people are the same you see

The clothes lines are blowing
The dust like it's snowing
She walked away into the street

Well, he waited a while
For her tear to drops to stop
He could hardly even speak
He could hardly even speak

Ya keep the wind at your back
Ya keep your eyes on the road
Don't bang your head up against the wall

Ya keep your foot on the gas (hell)
And don't look back
And don't be afraid to call

He pulled his visor down over his eyes
Headed east out of sight past the Texaco sign
Down Route 40 towards Memphis with no reprise

Ya keep the wind at your back
Ya keep your eyes on the road
Don't bang your head up against the wall

Ya keep your foot on the gas
And don't look back
And keep your wheels (that's right) between the lines

Ya keep your foot on the gas
And don't look back
And don't forget to call