Letra
Jocker Wink...
One man. One guitar.
The engine is running.
The sun is rising.
Let’s go.
[Verse 1] - (Starting the Day)
I wake up early... at five o’clock.
I put on my boots... and my heavy sock.
I drink my coffee... black and hot.
I give this morning... all I’ve got.
Actually [ak-chu-a-lee]... I feel so strong.
This is where... I belong.
I check my passport... I check my bag.
I’m flying high... like a desert flag.
[Verse 2] - (The Daily Routine)
I start my car... and I hit the gas.
I watch the clouds... and the mountains pass.
I go to the diner... for a simple meal.
I love the way... this freedom feels.
Honestly [on-est-lee]... it’s a beautiful life.
No more trouble... no more strife.
I talk to the people... I make new friends.
Until the dusty... highway ends.
[Chorus] - (The Great Cities)
From New York... to the Golden Gate.
Every city... is feeling great.
Chicago wind... and Vegas lights.
Long days... and lonely nights.
Jocker Wink... is on his way.
Living the dream... every day.
America... is wide and free.
Just like... it’s meant to be.
[Verse 3] - (Professional Activity)
I visit the studio... in Nashville town.
I lay my heavy... lyrics down.
I check my metrics... and my global maps.
I’m closing all... the lonely gaps.
Basically [bay-sik-lee]... my music is fire.
Higher... and higher.
I work hard... I play the part.
I put my soul... into my art.
[Verse 4] - (The Lady & Respect)
I see a lady... in San Antone.
The most respected... I’ve ever known.
She is modest... she is pure.
She is the light... and she is the cure.
Anyway [en-ee-way]... we share a smile.
I think I’ll stay... for a little while.
She’s the fire... in the cold.
A story... that must be told.
[Verse 5] - (The Cities of the West)
I drive through Denver... where trees are tall.
I see Seattle... where the rain-drops fall.
Phoenix heat... is on my skin.
This is where... the stars begin.
Believe me... I’ve seen it all.
Standing straight... and standing tall.
From Miami beach... to Austin streets.
My heart... is skipping beats.
[Outro]
(Very deep, fading hum)
By the way... the road is calling.
The night... is slowly falling.
One traveler.
Many cities.
Jocker Wink.
The end.
Safe trip.