Dire Straits: Telegraph Road | Song-Factsheet


Song «Telegraph Road» von Dire Straits.


Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1982 09 (Album)
Label: Vertigo 6359 109
Songwriter Mark Knopfler
Produktion: Mark Knopfler
Genre: Rock - Poprock - AOR-Poprock


Nur in Frankreich wurde dieser Song auch als Promosingle veröffentlicht.
Die 128 km lange Telegraph Road bzw. der US Highway 24 führt von Colorado nach Michigan und verbindet Detroit mit Toledo. Streng genommen heisst nur der Teil in Michigan Telegraph Road, weil die Strasse hier entlang einer Telegrafenlinie gebaut worden ist (um die Telegrafenlinie warten zu können). Eine Fahrt mit dem Tourbus der Band dieser Strasse entlang inspirierte Mark Knopfler zu diesem Song, der eine kurze Geschichte dieser Gegend im Rust Belt der Vereinigten Staaten erzählt, von der Besiedlung durch Pioniere, über die Industrialisierung bis zur Krise, die auf die Prosperität folgt und der Gegend grossflächige Arbeitslosigkeit beschert. Die Hoffnung stirbt zuletzt und so endet der Song mit der Absicht des Erzählers, weiterzuziehen und sein Glück wo anders zu versuchen.

Personen und Querverweise

Dire Straits
Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler


A long time ago came a man on a track Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back And he put down his load where he thought it was the best He made a home in the wilderness He built a cabin and a winter store And he plowed up the ground by the cold lake shore And the other travelers came walking down the track And they never went further, and they never went back Then came the churches, then came the schools Then came the lawyers, and then came the rules Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads And the dirty old track was the telegraph road Then came the mines, then came the ore Then there was the hard times, then there was a war Telegraph sang a song about the world outside Telegraph road got so deep and so wide Like a rolling river And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze People driving home from the factories There's six lanes of traffic Three lanes moving slow I used to like to go to work, but they shut it down I've got a right to go to work, but there's no work here to be found Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles They can always fly away from this rain and this cold You can hear them singing out their telegraph code All the way down the telegraph road You know, I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights When life was just a bet on a race between the lights You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair Now you act a little colder, like you don't seem to care But believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away From out of this darkness and into the day From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain From the anger that lives on the streets with these names 'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane I've seen desperation explode into flames And I don't want to see it again From all of these signs saying, "sorry, but we're closed" All the way Down the telegraph road