The Road Is Lonesome

Don't wanna know what's written on the last page Let's just leave cause I've grown so tired of this place Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it Let the wind run through my fingers There's a cool breeze coming from the sea I hear the sand under the wheels There's a cool breeze Our eldorado won't stop running, I'm drifting to sleep While you drive me far away we left head over heels Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it Let the wind run through my fingers There's a cool breeze coming from the sea I hear the sand under the wheels There's a cool breeze Oh the road is lonesome Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it We travel light, not more than what fitted in a paperbag Grabbed our boards for a roadtrip in a Cadillac Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it Let the wind run through my fingers There's a cool breeze coming from the sea I hear the sand under the wheels There's a cool breeze coming from the sea