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
Hot enough to melt your tires
And burn the devil's tail
New Route 66; they've got rooms for let
HBO, outdoor pools, and free wireless internet

The old road has given way
To interstates and airplanes
Fifty-five is all you'll drive
But no one here complains

'Cuz New Route 66 is just a state of mind
And you can ride it swingin' the blues that the music left behind


On New Route 66
My Route 66
New Route 66

Souvenir shop for a pitstop
Anywhere on the strip
Kokopelli rub their belly
For good luck on your trip
Pasadena to Glenrio
Your tour guide is named Giacomo

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 and Nat King Cole 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-General
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