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I first heard this song on the radio circa 1978 as I was doing an all night drive from Montana to San Diego. It's a long drive, BTW.
It was winter, about 4 AM, when I passed the fruit inspection station near the Nevada/California border. The 30 below weather was left behind and it was a nice 65 degrees or so in the desert air. No other cars on the road, I'm sleepy, crank up the radio:
"On a dark desert highway. . . ."
It was a perfect greeting to that (once and I hope again) fair state.
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