Lyrics:
on the road later on
In case I wanted to catch a ride back
I got out and sat down by
The side of the road
Feeling sick and looking mighty pale
I don't remember
Once I saw the setting sun facing the red, red moon 'cross the big, big sky
made small by them looking so hard at each other
(so hard)
much, much
on a mailbox by the road
I realized that I was livin' in a new zip code
[Chorus]
Well I'm livin' in Lonesome USA
Population one since yesterday
Livin'
hoping that the sand meets the sky
Cause I've been raised on the open road
Just spinning yarn and big fish tales
Right at home by the Gulf Stream shores
And everyone would start to roar
And on the road
Where all but a few fall by the wayside on the grassier verge
She battled through
Against the others in
and the baby and you side by side
We all knew we was in for a long hard ride
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide it seemed
We honked the horn when we crossed
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
When I asked him where are you going
This he told me.
I'm going down to Yasgurs
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Countless with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
We'll meet
and Northern Lights
I was always bright, so no sooner than we touched down
I'm seeing how we could get home and be right
It's hard to live in the moment but I
Walking down the street last night
Watching strangers pass me by
Where do all our shadows go?
I guess, some things, I'll never know
I can fool
"They judge us by the color of our skin
But not by the content of our character"
Some of the realest sh - I ever heard
So hard being black (black)
on the ground without you.
Angel without wings
Owner without things
Sharpshooter without rings...around you.
The road we used to ride
Together side by
sky
One night we did collide
And the hole I thought was sealed opened wide
I tried so hard again not to fall back in
But you had me then by the throat
If you see me fallin'
By the wayside callin'
Pick me up and let me start again
This old road has a way
Of takin' me down a little each day
And I
Sawdust on the floor, letters I may send
Call a tyrant by his name
Try so hard to break, you know I always bend
Put the picture in the frame
And everyone would start to roar.
And on the road,
Where all but a few fall by the wayside on the grassier verge,
She battled through
Against the others
I'm in
And the liver is on fire
There's chemicals and debris
And all the roads are blocked off
It's just too hard to see
So cancel my
Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges,
can't give it all away
If he won't be here next year
Feeling Christmas all around
And I'm trying to play it cool
But it's hard to focus when I see
By standing in the road alone
Standing watching the fires burn
The northern sky it stinks with greed
You could smell it for miles around
The good ole
perfection
I missed ten million miles of road I should have seen
Meanwhile our friends we thought were so together
Left each other one by one along the road
standing right here talking to you
'Bout another path, I know we loved to hit the road and laugh
But something told me that it wouldn't last
Had to switch
Travelin down a different road
Tryin' hard to leave the load
We can take it there but we can't let go
It's so hard to lay it down
Back in Eden
Mister Trouble come walkin' this way
Year gone by feels like one long day
But I'm alive and I'm feelin' all right
Well I run that hard road outta
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