| Song | Down That Highway |
| Artist | Shaw Blades |
| Album | Hallucination |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Little baby crying for attention | |
| Let me tell you I could use some too | |
| A little late for an ounce of prevention | |
| Better think of something else to do | |
| What happened to the days of summer | |
| They came and they went too fast | |
| Should have known it wouldn't last forever | |
| Now it's all just part of the past | |
| Memories, down that highway | |
| Whoa yesterday | |
| Sitting in with the boys and a six-string | |
| Singing every Beatles song we knew | |
| Getting lucky with a girl at the drivе-in | |
| Keep me happy for a month or two | |
| School year dragged by so slowly | |
| Seemеd like it wouldn't ever end | |
| Summer flew by out of control and | |
| Left me here again with the memories | |
| Down that highway | |
| Whoa yesterday | |
| Now Jimmy got lost somewhere in L.A | |
| Paco's in trouble with the D.E.A | |
| J.J. took the easy way out | |
| Little Debbie never knew just what it was all about | |
| She still don't know today | |
| So much for the easy answers | |
| So much for the simple cure | |
| So easy when you start with nothing | |
| Feels good when you get a little more | |
| About time I ought to get happy | |
| About time I ought to feel good | |
| Never know when they call your number | |
| St. Peter gonna lock that gate anyway | |
| Down that highway | |
| Whoa, yesterday | |
| Whoa, yesterday | |
| Whoa... Yesterday |
| Little baby crying for attention | |
| Let me tell you I could use some too | |
| A little late for an ounce of prevention | |
| Better think of something else to do | |
| What happened to the days of summer | |
| They came and they went too fast | |
| Should have known it wouldn' t last forever | |
| Now it' s all just part of the past | |
| Memories, down that highway | |
| Whoa yesterday | |
| Sitting in with the boys and a sixstring | |
| Singing every Beatles song we knew | |
| Getting lucky with a girl at the driv in | |
| Keep me happy for a month or two | |
| School year dragged by so slowly | |
| Seem d like it wouldn' t ever end | |
| Summer flew by out of control and | |
| Left me here again with the memories | |
| Down that highway | |
| Whoa yesterday | |
| Now Jimmy got lost somewhere in L. A | |
| Paco' s in trouble with the D. E. A | |
| J. J. took the easy way out | |
| Little Debbie never knew just what it was all about | |
| She still don' t know today | |
| So much for the easy answers | |
| So much for the simple cure | |
| So easy when you start with nothing | |
| Feels good when you get a little more | |
| About time I ought to get happy | |
| About time I ought to feel good | |
| Never know when they call your number | |
| St. Peter gonna lock that gate anyway | |
| Down that highway | |
| Whoa, yesterday | |
| Whoa, yesterday | |
| Whoa... Yesterday |
| Little baby crying for attention | |
| Let me tell you I could use some too | |
| A little late for an ounce of prevention | |
| Better think of something else to do | |
| What happened to the days of summer | |
| They came and they went too fast | |
| Should have known it wouldn' t last forever | |
| Now it' s all just part of the past | |
| Memories, down that highway | |
| Whoa yesterday | |
| Sitting in with the boys and a sixstring | |
| Singing every Beatles song we knew | |
| Getting lucky with a girl at the driv in | |
| Keep me happy for a month or two | |
| School year dragged by so slowly | |
| Seem d like it wouldn' t ever end | |
| Summer flew by out of control and | |
| Left me here again with the memories | |
| Down that highway | |
| Whoa yesterday | |
| Now Jimmy got lost somewhere in L. A | |
| Paco' s in trouble with the D. E. A | |
| J. J. took the easy way out | |
| Little Debbie never knew just what it was all about | |
| She still don' t know today | |
| So much for the easy answers | |
| So much for the simple cure | |
| So easy when you start with nothing | |
| Feels good when you get a little more | |
| About time I ought to get happy | |
| About time I ought to feel good | |
| Never know when they call your number | |
| St. Peter gonna lock that gate anyway | |
| Down that highway | |
| Whoa, yesterday | |
| Whoa, yesterday | |
| Whoa... Yesterday |