Top Songs By Michael Martin Murphey
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Martin Murphey
Vocals
Carl Marsh
Synthesiser
Steve Gibson
Electric Guitar
Joe Miskulin
Accordion
Mark Casstevens
Acoustic Guitar
Curtis Young
Background Vocals
Dennis Wilson
Background Vocals
Gary Janney
Background Vocals
Harry Stinson
Background Vocals
Jim Photoglo
Background Vocals
John Wesley Ryles
Background Vocals
Ricky Skaggs
Background Vocals
Jerry Douglas
Banjo
Craig Nelson
Bass
Eddie Bayers
Drums
Roy Huskey, Jr.
Bass
Mark O'Connor
Fiddle
Stuart Duncan
Fiddle
herbert "Hoot" Hester
Fiddle
Bill Miller
Flute
Charlie McCoy
Harmonica
Sonny Garrish
Pedal Steel Guitar
Farrell Morris
Percussion
David Hoffner
Synthesiser
Dennis Burnside
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Martin Murphey
Songwriter
Chick Rains
Songwriter
Don Cook
Songwriter
Carl Marsh
String Arranger
Steve Gibson
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Gibson
Producer
Keith Compton
Additional Engineer
Rich Schirmer
Additional Engineer
CARRY SUMMERS
Assistant Engineer
Jeanne Kinney
Assistant Engineer
Steve Bisher
Assistant Engineer
Warren Peterson
Engineer
Denny Purcell
Mastering Engineer
Marshal Morgan
Recording Engineer
Jim Ed Norman
Producer
Lyrics
Driving West out on I-40
On my way to taste some California wine
A broke down family flagged me down
Near the Arizona line
Their whole world was in a pickup
I guess it couldn't pull the load
It was just our vacation
But to them it was desperation road
The lines on their faces
Told the story of the places that they'd been
Now their home is a highway
That never seems to end
Empty dreams and empty pockets
Sure can make a heavy load
To some of us it's just a highway
But to others it's desperation road
Their eyes had a sadness
From another place in time
A silent reminder that the grapes of wrath
Still make bitter wine
And it sure makes you wonder
'Bout all the seeds our country sows
Which of us will be the next
To travel down desperation road
I helped them start their pickup
And watched them as they faded out of sight
Guess the last thing I remember
Is the faces of the children in my lights
That night in a motel room
I have a dream that made my blood run cold
I saw my own wife and family
Standing out on desperation road
And their eyes had a sadness
From another place in time
A silent reminder that the grapes of wrath
Still make bitter wine
And it sure makes you wonder
'Bout all the seeds our country sows
Which of us will be the next
To travel down desperation road
Could be your own wife and family
Standing out on desperation road
Writer(s): Michael Martin Murphey, Don Cook, Chick Rains
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