Here's to the land that made me And made me who I am, who I am (hands up!) Here's to the land that raised me This one for the only place that really knows me From the cracks in the road that drove me There's no place like home And here's to where we all

For the road It's quarter to three There's no-one in the place 'Cept You and me. So set 'em up Joe, I've got a little story I think you should know We're drinking my friend, To the end of a brief episode

Through the middle of the night unknown And I'll ride The sun has opened up my eyes And I don't want to leave your side For that lonesome road But here I go Climbing back behind the wheel of 50 feet of chrome and steel and a load They need in Chicago

I'll live to love another day Lord I fell for her smile And she loved me for a while Then she said good-bye gotta go Left me standing on the side of the road Now she's gone and I'm a memory in her past And the long and short of it some things never last

Where the lonely road ends Forever and ever, even today and after Throw the guy a meat bone, put him on a train That's the way it should end Living the outskirts, to forty miles away I kept our picture forever Back in the late fifties we went to the prom

Oh which way shall we go? Here we stand at this fork in the road We got no time to waste This old world's spinning out of control Which way shall we go? I can't believe this, it makes me sick While bullets shower the earth We turn our heads and cover our

And I only get my rocks off While I'm dreaming While I'm sleeping I only get my rocks off Only get them off Heading for the overload Splattered on the dirty road Kick me like you've kicked before I can't even feel the pain no more

Give my love to Rose please won't you mister Take her all my money, tell her to buy some pretty clothes And don't forget to give my love to Rose I found him by the railroad track this morning I could see that he was nearly dead I knelt down beside him

Come in, she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form And if I pass this way again, you can rest

And daughters that don't belong to anyone And we are alone under this sun We are the long forgotten sons And we work to fix the work that you've undone Far from home on a road unknown Where the vultures circle on winds that blow From northern skies that