down the road

sun is rising high

burning into the day

i will say goodbye

i'll be going away

brush away my doubts

what tomorrow will hold

feeling fine for now

going down the road

to a city to sing

about the trees and the wind

'bout the hills in spring

and the rivers that bend

the rocky deep pass

and the poppies and ponies

running through the grass

up and down the road

in the dark they sit and they holler for more

white smoke in a wisp

from here to the door

their admission they paid

for the stories they're told

of a clear new day

hold me down on the road

so heavy rain at my back

lazy meadows ahead

in my book i keep track

of the promises said

for my songs in a town

that tomorrow will hold

feelin' better for now

facin' down the road