Track 1 of the album Kitchen Table Hymnal · 2022
Cruising Slow on a Dead Streetlight Road
“The substation burned and the whole town went dark, so we cruised Main with nothing but headlights. It was the best night of that summer.”
americana · blackout cruise · smooth americana · 3:23
Lyrics
Whole town's dark from the substation fire Not a streetlight left on Main I rolled down the windows of the old Ford And let the stars do the work again Moon on the hood like a silver dollar Crickets keeping time on the wire Every porch has a candle in the window Every yard has a little bit of fire No hurry, no signal, no place to be Just the engine and the dark and me Cruising slow on a dead streetlight road Let the whole town glow by candle Cruising slow with the radio low Takes a little darkness to see the handle On the good things I forgot The ones that never needed a bulb Cruising slow on a dead streetlight road Feeling every bit of this town in my blood Mrs. Hale waves from her rocking chair Kids are drawing chalk by flashlight The diner's cooking on a gas stove Handing out pie for free tonight No hurry, no signal, no place to be Just the engine and the dark and me Cruising slow on a dead streetlight road Let the whole town glow by candle Cruising slow with the radio low Takes a little darkness to see the handle On the good things I forgot The ones that never needed a bulb Cruising slow on a dead streetlight road Feeling every bit of this town in my blood Tomorrow the crews will fix the wires And the lamps will buzz back to life But I'll remember this slow, soft glow And the quiet of the night Cruising slow on a dead streetlight road Let the whole town glow by candle Cruising slow with the radio low Takes a little darkness to see the handle On the good things I forgot The ones that never needed a bulb Cruising slow on a dead streetlight road Feeling every bit of this town in my blood Cruising slow, cruising slow