No matter where I go
I always end up in the same place
No matter who I try to be
It's still me behind this face
And my past shoots right behind me
In my rear view mirror
And I aim my future right along the line
And I know I'm really getting nowhere fast
As I cross that old Snake River one more time
There's an infinite highway rollin under my wheels
Windshield wipers tired from a long hard rain
And I swear I was here just a little while ago
Cause there's that old Snake River once again
At sixty-nine miles an hour I grip the steering wheel
Everything seems like it's moving except my auto-mo-bile
Like a cartoon background
It keeps-a spinnin on by
And I see the same old scenes repeated
From the corner of my eye
And if I wasn't runnin low on gas
I wouldn't be at all surprised,
As I cross that old Snake River one more time
There's an infinite highway rollin under my wheels
Windshield wipers tired from the long hard rain
And I swear that I was here just a little while ago
Cause there's that old Snake River once again
No matter where I go
I always end up in the same place
No matter who I try to be
It's still me behind this face