The Road

It was on a summer's evening

The air was still and calm

I drove out to the highway

Where a traveler's soul belongs

Where my soul belongs

I could hear the highway crying

That lonesome road did wail

I took off for the horizon

Like I'd spent my life in jail

Like I'd been in jail

I drove faster and faster

The tires would not slow

Just one more mile, then after

It's homeward I will go

It's back home I'll go

Then the darkness did surround me

A cold fog settled in

It was my eyes and the headlights

Who'd seen where we'd been

Who knew where we'd been

Then the road rose up to meet me

And gathered me in its arms

Whispered to me sweetly

I'll keep you safe from harm

You'll never know harm

Leave your home, leave your family

Leave them all behind

There are golden fields and valleys

The kind that poets rhyme

Ha ah ha ah

Run and tell my little sister

Her hair is flowing red

Tell her that I miss her and

I'm anything but dead

Tell her I'm not dead

Ha ha ah ha ha ah ah

Ha ha ah ah ah