Chorus Ooo-ooo On a blacktop train, they're rolling like the thunder in a midwest rain Ooo-ooo On a blacktop train, every revolution rides the wheels of change They poured blacktop two-lane right through the cornfields Laid a stripe right across my back The wheels came spinning with the wide-eyed crusaders, Out on a quest for the trail of Jack Kerouac Silos, scarecrows, American machine, Rev up your engines you're as fast as a train Oh my Lord, look how the weather has changed Cyclones, dust storms, blacktop trains Cyclones, dust storms, blacktop trains (Chorus) They're gonna write a new song they blow on by Start a revolution and blow on by It ain't ever gonna be the same They come east coast, west coast, Chryslers and Oldsmobiles Smoke rolling, chrome on the plains Musicians pull over looking over their shoulders At Hank Williams, Buddy Holly lighting the flame Motels, oilwells, truckstop, marines Going to California with their pin-up dreams Roll down your window, brother, shout out my name You're on route 66, on a blacktop train Route 66, on a blacktop train (Chorus)