any old stretch of blacktop

i got money in my pocket and a guitar in my hand

these lonely nights without you are more than i can stand

i work like a puppet

but it's time to cut the strings

well i hit the ground running

and i won't be looking back

i'll be like a locomotive headed down a one way track

it won't take too long just you wait and see

as long as it will lead me back to you

any old stretch of blacktop will do

north

south

east or west

been everywhere it seems

uptown rooms and honky tonks don't feel like home to me

i'll be stepping out the rhythm while i'm singing a new song

and it's knowing where i'm going that will keep me moving on

turn my collar to the wind and put my thumb up in the air

flag a diesal down or catch a bus from anywhere

colorado

california

or even kalamazoo

as long as it will lead me back to you

any old stretch of blacktop will do

well i hit the ground running

and i won't be looking back

i'll be like a locomotive headed down a one way track

it won't take too long just you wait and see

as long as it will lead me back to you

any old stretch of blacktop will do

alright