Trippin' down that old Hippie Highway. Got to thinkin' 'bout you again. Wonderin' how it really was for you. And how it happened in the end. But I guess I'll never know the truth. If you were really all alone. We were just a couple of kids then. Livin' each and every day. When we both went down to register. We were laughin' all the way. That's when we named it The Hippie Highway. I still call it that today. Roger and out good buddy. I still call it that today. Two camaros racin' down the road. Feels just like yesterday. Roger and out good buddy. I feel you in the air today. I know you gave for your country. I feel you in the air today. Roger and out good buddy