She looked at me with eyes that longed for company
Little bits of light shown through her hair, and on to me
Desire made me want to stay, that’s how it goes
But now I gotta bail and they say they gotta close
I never stay around, and get to see the town
I just shake my head as the wheels start to roll
I’m gonna be getting down the road, cause I know it’s time to go
I’m gonna get up, and get on down the line
I’m gonna be getting down the road, cause I know it’s time to go
I’m gonna get up, and find me a piece of mind
Hillbillies night club, just another roadside bar
A bunch of red clay dirt and the inside, of a car
A mountain silhouette in evening outside of Boone
Today I rode along, and I penned, this little tune
That’s a picture of a day, when you live the lonesome way
But I wouldn’t trade it for a pot of gold
