Draggin'
(McGuinn/Levy)
We're sitting on the runway while
the engines blow
Our 747's gonna get the go
I look across the field and see another
jet
In the cockpit is my buddy and we got a
bet
The tower gives the signal and we start
to roll
But I'll make him eat my smoke before
the story's told
Draggin' draggin' cross the U.S.A
Draggin' draggin' from New York to L.A.
At 40.000 feet the weather's lokking
fine
I'm waiting for the stew to bring my
glass of wine
The nose is headed right into the
setting sun
The throttle's open wide to let the
horses run
I'd like to take it easy on this easy
ride
but I see my buddy gaining on the
starboard side
Draggin' draggin' cross the U.S.A
Draggin' draggin' from New York to L.A.
It's tougher on the people riding
back in coach
But I've got to beat my buddy to the
final approach
Now we're both into the pattern and
we're cleared to land
If I touch her down before him I'll
collect a grand
The flaps are all secured and now we're
homing in
And my 747 baby's gonna win
Draggin' draggin' cross the U.S.A
Draggin' draggin' from New York to
L.A.
"Roger McGuinn"
1973
Columbia Records
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