Georgie on the Freeways
Tom Paxton Lyrics


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The summer sun was beating down,
Oh pity would it show
George Chester's office air conditioner
Would no longer go.
As pools of sweat rolled off his brow
He had one reverie.
He saw himself with his wife and kids
In his cottage by the sea.

He paid for his car at the parking lot
Which gave the poor man chills.
The attendant laughed and walked away
Thumbing a roll of bills.
He started his engine with trembling hands
At the end of a long, hard day.
And placing himself in the hands of God
He drove to the long freeway.

The traffic stretched far as the eye can see
As bumper to bumper they sped.
They drove at supernatural speeds
Which filled his heart with dread.
Sometimes they stopped for an hour or more
And a thousand horns would blow.
George Chester's eyes rolled back in his head
And his poor brain started to go.

He came at last to the turnpike gate
And he laid his money down.
He took the fist turn to the right
And he followed the curve around
He took each bend of the clover leaf,
He followed every sign,
And when he came back to the same toll gate
He gave them another dime.

His hands were tight on the steering wheel,
His lips and throat were dry.
He swore by all that he held dear
He'd make it through or die.
He took the first turn to the right
The clover leaf to go through.
He was quite sure of his success
Till the toll gate rose in view.

And now they say when the moon is full
And the clover leaf is still,
The sound of an engine can be heard
Laboring up the hill.
A dime drops in the toll machine
In the cool of a summer's night.




And eternally that poor car
Takes the first turn to the right.

Overall Meaning

Tom Paxton's song "Georgie on the Freeways" is a tale of a man named George Chester who commutes to work every day in California during the summer season. On one particularly hot day, George's air conditioner breaks down, making his journey in his car unbearable. The only thing that keeps him going is the thought of his family waiting for him at their cottage by the sea. He makes his way to the parking lot, only to have the attendant rip him off by asking for more money than required. Despite his frustrations, George gets behind the wheel and heads to the freeway, guided by his faith in God.


As he merges onto the freeway, he is hit by the overwhelming sight of a seemingly endless stretch of cars moving bumper to bumper at supernatural speeds. He is stuck in traffic for hours at a time, as the horns blare incessantly all around him. Despite his best efforts, George takes the wrong turn, goes in a full circle, and ends up at the toll booth again. He tries again and again, each time taking the first turn to the right, but he never gets beyond the toll booth. Eventually, his car's engine dies, and he is left stranded in the middle of the freeway.


The song is a commentary on the soul-crushing monotony of the daily grind, and how easily our lives can spiral out of control if we lose sight of what's important. George is a modern-day Sisyphus, doomed to repeat the same journey over and over again, never getting any closer to his ultimate goal.


Line by Line Meaning

The summer sun was beating down
The scorching sun rays of summer were shining bright


Oh pity would it show
It was obvious to feel sorry for George Chester


George Chester's office air conditioner
The air conditioner at George Chester's workplace


Would no longer go.
Stopped working


As pools of sweat rolled off his brow
He was sweating profusely


He had one reverie.
He had one dream or imagination


He saw himself with his wife and kids
He imagined himself with his family


In his cottage by the sea.
Living in a house near a body of water


He paid for his car at the parking lot
He paid the parking fee for his vehicle


Which gave the poor man chills.
That made him feel dreadful


The attendant laughed and walked away
The parking attendant chuckled and went away


Thumbing a roll of bills.
Rubbing or flicking a bundle of money


He started his engine with trembling hands
He started the car with shaky hands


At the end of a long, hard day.
After working long hours


And placing himself in the hands of God
He put his trust in God


He drove to the long freeway.
He drove towards a highway


The traffic stretched far as the eye can see
The vehicles extended into the distance


As bumper to bumper they sped.
Cars were traveling very close to each other


They drove at supernatural speeds
Vehicles moved faster than is considered normal


Which filled his heart with dread.
He was terrified


Sometimes they stopped for an hour or more
At times they halted for over an hour


And a thousand horns would blow.
A lot of horns honked


George Chester's eyes rolled back in his head
He became dizzy and disoriented


And his poor brain started to go.
He started to lose his mental faculties


He came at last to the turnpike gate
He reached the entrance to the toll road


And he laid his money down.
He paid the toll fee


He took the first turn to the right
He took the initial right turn


And he followed the curve around
He drove around the bend


He took each bend of the clover leaf,
He navigated each curve of the highway interchange


He followed every sign,
He obeyed all the highway signs


And when he came back to the same toll gate
When he returned to the previous toll road entrance


He gave them another dime.
He paid an additional ten cent fee


His hands were tight on the steering wheel,
He gripped the steering wheel firmly


His lips and throat were dry.
His mouth and throat were parched


He swore by all that he held dear
He pledged on everything important to him


He'd make it through or die.
He would either survive or perish


The clover leaf to go through.
He intended to drive around the loop of the highway interchange


He was quite sure of his success
He was confident of succeeding


Till the toll gate rose in view.
Until the toll road entrance emerged into sight


And now they say when the moon is full
It is claimed that when the moon is full


And the clover leaf is still,
And the highway interchange is silent and idle


The sound of an engine can be heard
The noise of an engine can be perceived


Laboring up the hill.
Struggling to ascend the slope


A dime drops in the toll machine
A ten cent coin falls into the toll booth device


In the cool of a summer's night.
During the chill of a summer's evening


And eternally that poor car
Forever that unfortunate vehicle


Takes the first turn to the right.
Attempts to take the initial right turn of the highway interchange




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