Michigan Blackhawk

Flyin' down the highway

Lookin' for a place to land

Need to leave the speed in the city

And people come and go and there's no time to understand

And I keep movin' down the road taking notes in a trembling hand

Asked Sally to come with me but she made it very clear

She said, "You've got your problems and I have mine"

Up to the sunlit mountain

Down by the silver sea

Where the tale is told from memory of a finely woven symphony

Forever heard, without a word to disturb it's melody

Still I'd like to have someone along to share the air with me

Oh, Sally, why not come with me

You know I'd like be with you

You can't be all that busy

You don't have that much to do

And you know I'd like to be with you