Lyric Pan Am Highway Blues

I ve gotten good at missin her
I practice all the time
While I drive the Pan Am highway thru
With that cactus friend of mine
It s gettin hard to see the white line rollin by
I can t forget her memory deep inside

I dropped a bundle down in Panama
But the loss didn t do me no good
Spendin cash and talkin trash
Don t do it like it should
I realized I just couldn t buy her smile
I ll keep tryin on that Pan Am mile by mile

If she d meet me in San Salvador
I d buy her a drink or two
We d talk about our used to be
And ride on to Peru
The time to get it right is here and now
If she won t I ll move on anyhow