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