Perry Como - Route 66 Lyrics
Mister . . . you may . . . have travelled near or far,But you haven't seen the country,'till you've seen the country by car!Mister . . . may i . . . recommend a royal route?It starts in illinois, let me tell you boy!If you ever plan to motor west,Travel my way, take the highway, that's the best!Get your kicks . . . on route 66!It winds from chicago to l.a.,More than two thousand miles all the way!Get your kicks . . . on route 66!Now, you go through st. louis, joplin, missouri,And oklahoma city is a mighty purdy!You'll see amarillo, gallup, new mexico,Flagstaff, arizona, don't forget winona,Kingman, barstow, san bernardino!Won't you get hip to this timely tip,When you make that california trip?Get your kicks . . . on route 66!Springfield, illinois . . . springfield, missouri too!Seven states, count 'em, seven,Spread out in front of you!< instrumental break >You'll like the aroma, of tulsa, oklahoma,Albuquerque and tucumcari, make new mexico extraordinary!You'll wanna own a piece of arizona,Needles, essex, amboy, azusa,No one in sunny cal is a loser . . .So . . . get hip to this timely tip,When you make that california trip!If any joe . . . tells you to go . . . some other way,Say nix!Get your kicks . . . on route 66!
