歌手:Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers
专辑:《The Last DJ》

作词 : Tom Petty/Mike Campbell
作曲 : Tom Petty/Mike Campbell
She took a rolled-up twenty out of her pocket
And paid for my cigarettes
We were friends at first sight in the 7-
Eleven light
She said here let me cover it
And I rode shotgun all that night
She drove and never made a sound
When I asked if there was anything wrong
She said nothin' worth talking about
It's a blue
SundayDown the interstate
It's a blue
SundayBlue with shades of gray
Her back seat could have been a hotel
I slept for a thousand years
Every now and then she'd
Laugh out loud for no reason
I pretended not to hear
And rolled my jacket up under my head
And stretched my body out, couldn't be too far in front
Of her daddy's bloodhounds but
I ain't gonna worry now
It was a blue
SundayDown the interstate
A blue Sunday
Yeah, blue with shades of gray
Yeah, you know me
We've never met before
It's a blue
SundayWhen it's time to leave you go