Текст песни Speedway At Nazareth (Live) - Mark Knopfler feat. Emmylou Harris

After two thousand came two thousand and one
To be the new champions, we were there for to run
From springtime in Arizona, ′til the fall in Monterey
The raceways were the battlefields and we fought 'em all the way
It was in Phoenix in the morning, I had a wakeup call
She went around without a warning, put me in the wall
I drove Long Beach California with three cracked vertebrae
And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana, in May

Well, the Brickyard′s there to edify anyone who will not learn
I climbed a mountain to qualify, went flat through the turn
And I was down in the might-have-beens and an old pal good as died
Well I sat down in gasoline alley and I cried

We were in at the kill again on the Milwaukee Mile
And in June up in Michigan we were robbed at Belle Isle
Then It was on to Portland Oregon for the G. I. Joe
But I'd blown off almost everyone when the motor let go
New England, Ontario we died in the dirt
Those walls from Mid-Ohio to Toronto they hurt
We came to Road America where we burned up at the lake
But at the Speedway At Nazareth I made no mistake