This Old Road
I just passed a Jimmie and a Mack and a white Cadillac
Counting' the hundreds of miles to home and sittin' back
Got some redskins in a bottle of Pepsi cold in my hand
My windshield is clear, steering through this rainy land
It's been a long old haul and I guess it always really is
Been a long time since I've had that good night kiss
This time though I've really put in some thought
Wondering' if I should give up this old road or not
God tell me and lay a hand on me
What's best and what should be
This old road it's talking to me
But it's your voice I know it to be
She'd be all for it, she's told me plenty of times
But all I've ever known is keeping it between the lines
It's too late to be a welder or a carpenter on a crew
Sure, I could quit this rig but then what would I do
God tell me and lay a hand on me
What's best and what should be
This old road it's talking to me
But it's your voice I know it to be
It's been a long old haul and I guess it always really is
Been a long time since I've had that good night kiss
This time though I've really put in some thought
Wondering if I should give up this old road or not
God tell me and lay a hand on me
What's best and what should be
This old road it's talking to me
But it's your voice I know it to be