The Highway Less Taken

Well, I did everything I could, but I guess I'm quitting

I got tired of singing the same old same old song

That's the last damn chord and the last damn line I'm spitting

And the last damn tune about a woman that done me wrong

And, I'm sick of spending this money that I ain't making

On tires without any tread and gasoline

That brought me here on the highway less taken

Where the ends don't seem to justify the means

And I guess it never made much sense on paper

Every quarter you make is gone before it sees a dime

And if it was God's intention to make me better

I'd have some more to give than words that rhyme

Well, I've heard said to do it because you love it

And you know full well it'll work out in the end

But that water is cold and I can't get my head above it

Don't make much sense to get out and do it again

Lord, but I never spent much time counting money

I been spending all my time between the lines

The dues are paid if the bills are not, and the tunes I play are all I've got

I'll die rich with these penniless words of mine

And I guess it never made much sense on paper

Every quarter you make is gone before it sees a dime

And if it was God's intention to make me better

I'd have some more to give than words that rhyme

And if it was God's intention to make me better

I'd have some more to give than words that rhyme