Down the Road Pt II

Woke up in the morning with the middle of nowhere blues Nothing in my pocket, but a ticket that I can’t use Been hanging around this town and it’s starting to show Down the road I go Standing on the highway with the road burning through my shoes Roll over Kerouac and tell Woody Guthrie the news Heard it said there ain't nothing ahead, but I don’t know Down the road I go Blowing in the wind and flying like a cannonball Never seen a city where I couldn't find a place to fall But it’s only a matter of time before I'm feeling low Down the road I go Daddy was a Chevy, Mama was a Cadillac I was gone as soon as I was born and I ain't been back I'm a rounder and a friend to any old wind that blows Down the road I go