Route 30-Jolie Holland

Route 30, Route 30 from the coast of Oregon Gets almost to Chicago before it takes a turn and it cuts on down To the Jersey Shore Interstate 5 out of Portland, headed on up north When you hit Route 30, you wanna take it on out west Where the big river rolls into the rocky sea You might be lost in a daydream rolling down the road You might be watching that lonesome moon sailing up above You might be telling a story, you might be singing a song But when you see that Clifton sign you got to start paying attention Coming up from Portland, headed for Astoria Town You gonna be looking to the right of the road For the Gnat Creek Campground Then you know that you're getting close When you pass that Brownsmead Hill Road look down at your [dime?] You gonna be taking an unmarked road now When it hits the [mouth?] Coming up close to the crest of the hill, look down at your right At the end of two sets of guard rails, that road will come into sight When that little road comes [too wide], take the right-hand side You're gonna be looking for a yellow house where the old car's parked in the drive Sitting in the bottom of a meadow on a little rise And if you see [...] would you tell him I said hi? You might be lost in a daydream rolling down the road You might be watching that lonesome moon sailing up above You might be holding your baby's hand or squeezing on his knee But if you see [...] would you give him my love please?