Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Stood still on a highway
I saw a woman
By the side of the road
With a face that I knew like my own
[Verse 2]
Reflected in my window
Well she walked up to my quarterlight
And she bent down real slow
A fearful pressure paralyzed me in my shadow
[Verse 3]
She said, "Son, what are you doing here
My fear for you has turned me in my grave"
I said, "Mama, I come to the valley of the rich, myself to sell"
She said, "Son, this is the road to hell"
[Verse 4]
On your journey 'cross the wilderness
From the desert to the well
You have strayed upon the motorway to hell
Written by: Chris Rea
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