The Road

From the white sands of New Mexico To the California coast The places I have loved the most They keep me on the road Your hair blowing in the wind On the off-ramp and on again To everywhere I've ever been It keeps me on the road You keep me on the road You keep me on the road You keep me on the road You keep me on the road From the flatlands to the mountaintops To all the rest stop parking lots To everywhere that I've forgot It keeps me on the road To the beds where I have laid awake Thinking about other fates But there's never been no other way for me Than keeping on the road You keep me on the road You keep me on the road You keep me on the road You keep me on the road Until I make it home Until I make it home You keep me on the road You keep me on the road You keep me on the road You keep me on the road Until I make it home Until I make it home Until I make it home Until I make it home