Rosewood Bitters

So many roads to walk I guess that's how it goes So many words to talk No one really knows The ways to say the meaning Or the meaning of the names Here I am, Lord Walking down the road And I'm on my own again With the rosewood bitters Too much going on today Hard to draw the line Can't see going on this way Justifies the time With pleasures of the moment No, it don't seem right Here I am, Lord One more for the road Good night, Irene, good night And the rosewood bitters Wake me with a smile in the morning Oh and the rosewood bitters Help me with the times I feel blue And the rosewood bitters Wake me with a smile in the morning Oh and the rosewood bitters Help me with the times I feel blue