Brewer & Shipley's "Tarkio Road": Just as timely as ever.

Movin' on down the Tarkio Road
Headed up to Crete Nebraska
Trying my best to set the highway on fire
But my bicycle won't go no faster

Tarkio Road is a mother
It's just like oh so many others
Where the children reject you
And the police inspect you
Lookin' inside the trunk under the hood hopin' to find
The secret places where you always keep your mind
Woh–oh-no Tarkio Road

Abbie and Rubin lyin’ in jail
Learning about the price of bein’ free
Trying to live the constitutional life
And being held back by hypocrisy
Carry the load my brother
You're just like oh so many others
Who the children rejected
And the police inspected
You’re tied to the chair manacled bound and gagged
Is that your face on the American flag?
Woh–oh-no carry the load

I'm singing Tarkio, Tarkio Road
Tarkio, Tarkio Road
Tarkio, Tarkio Road
Tarkio, Tarkio Road
If you're lookin' for some trouble
You can find it on the Tarkio Road

Twenty-four hours of barbed wire fence
Fifty-five years of pollution
Everyone knows how the puzzle was laid
But can anyone recall the solution
Tarkio Road is a mother
It's just like oh so many others
Where the people infect you
But they never elect you
No reason or cause that you may have perfectly sound
The blind looker’s gonna' try and cut it down

Woh–oh-no Tarkio Road

I'm singing again, Tarkio, Tarkio Road
Tarkio, Tarkio Road
Tarkio, Tarkio Road
Tarkio, Tarkio Road
If you're looking for some trouble
You can find it on the Tarkio Road

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