the road

Lyrics

the road, the road is a killer, backed up by devious men, the road, the road is a killer, but you'll always go back again, twenty percent of my money, it's twenty percent of my soul, you got to understand baby, i live, i don't play this rock'n'roll, out on the road, on the road, twisted, wicked highway, long and lonesome road, you walk on stage and you're blinded, losing you way in the night, sixty thousand people are waiting, so you do a crazy dance in the light, in the morning you're back on the highway, looking for that pot of gold, you started out so young and strong and eager, oh well, now you're lonely and you're cold, the road, the road is a killer, it sneaks up at you from behind, it makes you a slave in the long run, it takes your body, soul and your mind, sometimes i wonder how it all began, sometimes i see myself given up for dead, i got to get back on the highway, and find my dream, long long and winding, it will make you breakdown and scream