歌词
When I go on the road, I go fast, I go slow
It gets cold, don't you know, I won't get home much this year
Back and forth, up and down, coming out, going 'round
Making up, coming down, I won't get home much this year
When I go, I see friends, I see nights without end
It depends, what they spent, and it's cold
I was out ninety days, I can live any place
Just to race, to show my face on the road
Every day, it's your turn
Another verse to relearn
It's a road to no return, I won't get home much this year
And the stories I will tell, when I love left to sell
Wonder what's had and somewhere's else, I won't get home much this year
On the road, it's your day, gotta go, gotta play
But it's too short to be long, so you go
When you're home, it's so fun
Gotta play for everyone
But it's so cold to be alone on the road
In a long night, that's a fact
Call me up to get back
Though, it's easy to lose track
I won't get home much this year
When I go on the road, I go fast, I go slow
It gets cold, don't you know, I won't get home much this year
Written by: John Hartford
