(Verse 1) I’m rollin’ down I-19, my banjo by my side, The desert sun is shinin’ bright, it’s one fine ride. From Tucson down to Nogales town, the road’s my only guide, With metric signs to point the way, I’m takin’ it in stride. (Chorus) Oh, I-19, you’re callin’ me, through the sage and desert bloom, Kilometers flashin’ by, under that Arizona moon. With my old truck rattlin’ and my heart feelin’ free, I-19, you’re the highway made for me. (Verse 2) Them signs don’t read in miles, no, they’re different, don’t you see? A hundred klicks to Mexico, it’s a curious decree. Through Green Valley’s golden hills, past the mines and history, This road’s got stories older than the mesquite and ocotillo tree. (Chorus) Oh, I-19, you’re callin’ me, through the sage and desert bloom, Kilometers flashin’ by, under that Arizona moon. With my old truck rattlin’ and my heart feelin’ free, I-19, you’re the highway made for me. (Verse 3) I pass the mission at Tumacácori, standin’ proud and tall, The border’s near, I hear its song, it’s freedom’s lonesome call. The metric signs keep tickin’ down, like a mandolin’s sweet wail, From Tucson’s lights to border nights, this road tells quite a tale. (Bridge) Oh, the saguaro’s dancin’ in the heat of the day, The fiddles hum, the tires strum, as I roll my way. Kilometers or miles, it don’t matter to me, I-19’s where my ramblin’ soul runs free. (Chorus) Oh, I-19, you’re callin’ me, through the sage and desert bloom, Kilometers flashin’ by, under that Arizona moon. With my old truck rattlin’ and my heart feelin’ free, I-19, you’re the highway made for me. (Outro) So here’s to I-19, with your metric signs so strange, You lead me through the desert’s heart, where my soul can rearrange. From Tucson down to Nogales line, I’ll sing this bluegrass tune, I-19, I’ll ramble on, beneath that desert moon.
