I was drivin home   By the river side   Richard thompson on   And the day so fine   Pennsylvania towns   Sort of slip right by   In a soft line south   Under purple skies.      I was driving home   Through the sunday bells   Through the trailer towns   Through the rolling hills   From behind some cloud   The sun still shines   And the streams run down   The mountain sides.      Chorus:   Slow down what's the hurry   There's no rush today   There won't be too many   Days like today.      I was drivin' home   On the black top tar   Up and down this road   Like a cartoon car   Mason dixon line   Slips behind me now   Golden fields go by   Golden sun goes down.      Chorus:   Slow down what's the hurry   There's no rush today   There won't be too many   Days like today.      Driving home.   Driving home...