Allan Taylor
Текст песни Driving Down To St. Tropez

She said, "Honey, let's go to St. Tropez
Oh, we leave tonight, we'll be there in a day
If we make it or not, we have to take the chance"
'Cause we have waited all year for summer to come
But it lost it's way and turned around
Maybe it's hiding away in the south of France

So we closed the house and loaded the car
We took some food and a borrowed guitar
And we started out on a thousand mile drive
When we got to the coast we found the sun
A brand new day had just begun
It was good to see, it was good to feel alive

Oh, there's nothing finer, nothing I'd rather do
Than to be traveling on that long road with you

Driving along, we were feeling fine
We had the windows open and a bottle of wine
We were moving free, we were looking everywhere
'Cause there were people smiling and holding hands
Pavement artists and cafe bands
And every street singing gypsy must have been there

Oh, there's nothing finer, nothing I'd rather do
Than to be traveling on that long road with you

Long road with you
Long road with you
Long road with you