Once powered transportation relieved us from the distance one could travel in a day organically, there has been a genre of music that developed to celebrate the freedom from blisters, saddle sores and numb butts (ever ride on a Conestoga wagon seat?).
Historically I guess it should be trains, automobiles and planes but that doesn't roll off the tongue very well, so I'll go with the lyrical version.
As a man child growing up in the '60s, car culture was freedom. A driver's license was THE holy grail. $.25 for a gallon gas. Get your buddies to chip in and you could cruise all night.
Railroad companies were still running passenger service and sitting in the dome car watching the country roll by was just a cool way to go and hopping a freight wasn't still that uncommon.
Air travel was still sort of romantic and jets were fast replacing prop planes.
So below the GOS squiggle are a few tunes that I like to represent the theme, in lyrical order.
Leavin' on a jet plane
Every vet headed to some god forsaken hell hole (home or abroad) can relate.
Early morning rain
I miss Mary
City Of New Orleans
Steel rail blues
Great intro by Gordon, might even be true.
The Ballad of Thunder Road
How NASCAR got its start
Hot Rod Lincoln
A father's lament
I would be remiss if I didn't include songs for 18 wheelers
Six Days On The Road
Taj makes it even more fun
Because what guy in the '60s didn't have a crush on Linda Ronstat