Lyrics:
And boys it ain't far off
Trails of troubles roads of battles
Paths of victory we shall walk
I walked down by the river
I turned my head up high
I saw that
On my highway the yellow lines
Disappear from time to time
And I wound up on the wrong side of the road
On my highway I go too fast
Afraid
What goes up must come down
Spinning Wheel got to go 'round
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the Spinning
a trouble man)
I guess he had fun, to some people fun is a drag
Gathers lady had to hitch a ride
(She's a trouble lady, to a trouble man)
She got picked up by
of a county two-lane
When I came upon a wreck on the highway
There was blood and glass all over
And there was nobody there but me
As the rain tumbled down
downs
And I wound up fixing dinner
For them and Boston Jim
I well up with affection
Thinking back down the roads to then
The nets were overflowing
California sober on the Highway 1
Over on the shoulder, thought I saw some fun
Lookin' for a ride
Trouble in some daisies, holdin' out her thumb
It's carbon and monoxide
The ole Detroit perfume
It hangs on the highways
In the morning
And it lays you down by noon
Oh Papa Hobo
You can see
downs
And I wound up fixing dinner
For them and Boston Jim
I well up with affection
Thinking back down the roads to then
The nets were overflowing
Look down look down that long old lonesome road.
Look down look down that long old lonesome road.
An' look up to the good Lord jus' before you go.
There you go again.
Tie me up and hold me down
(Oh, my traveling star).
Bury my feet down in the ground
(Oh, old road dog).
Claim my name from
Well I was rollin' down the road in some cold blue steel
I had a blues man in back, and a beautician at the wheel
We going downtown in the middle
What goes up must come down
Spinning Wheel got to go 'round
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the Spinning
Well I was rollin' down the road in some cold blue steel
I had a blues man in back, and a beautician at the wheel
We going downtown in the middle
your lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks
Where the man in the moon works his magic
On the second runner up of the 4H pageant
Seems like
to Vancouver's lights
Knock me down get back up again
You're in my blood I'm not a lonely man
There's no load I can't hold
Road so rough this I know
I'll be
walked up the highway and I flagged down a car
I hitchhiked out to Kansas City just as far as I could
My life was all before me and that highway sure
a slingshot on Mars
But I'm here by the road
Bound to the load
That I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars
Alone with the rush of the drivers who
The sun is up, time's at hand
There's a stir across the land
And so begins another day
On life's highway
On city streets down country roads
The mansion on the hill
At night my daddy'd take me and we'd ride
Through the streets of a town so silent and still
Park on a back road along the highway
I hopped in the taxi, we headed down Canal
By the time we got back to the bus it had already gone down
It was a bucket full of concrete through our
Travelin' now
On the low highway
Three thousand miles
To the Frisco Bay
Cross the rivers wild
And the lonesome plains
Up the coast and down
Blue Highway
Shadows dance on the rose.
Traveling down this winding road.
To return, going home
along the Blue Highway.
Along the Blue Highway, my
When the sun goes down in Nashville
Go out that Memphis highway
Between Centerville and Dickson on the
Gravel roads and byways
They'll be running off
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