Владимир Гречин

Keep chasing that same, I've never done the same old Denny and Highway I'm going through my veins like a shot down a tailbone in a plane I'm scared of nothing and I'm scared to death I can't breathe and I catch my breath Keep chasing that same, I've never done the same old Denny and Highway Ain't no moving, oh, oh, oh, oh Just a whistle on a long black train You know where there's coming for just Right here on the wind and rain Enjoyed it