There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod One, two, three From the old sod to the new land We came over by the score We cut the ties said goodbye And closed the old world door

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

Wandering away Will I shed one more tear for my broken family And have a glass of whiskey with another friend That has nowhere to be Get my feet on the road they feel much better there Gonna stop trying some day some year I meant it when I told her I

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

'Cause I believe I believe to my soul Oh yes, I believe One of these days and it won't be long You're gonna search for me and down the road I'm gone You're tryin' to mess around with me babe You keep complainin, my progression is slow You shouldn't

Oh, I wish, for once, we could stay gold What if our hard work ends in despair? What if the road won't take me there? What if to love and be loved's not enough? What if I fall and can't bear to get up? It shone like gold No gold can stay We could stay

(Money and the fame) Fort Collins, I'm sorry, Fort Collins, I'm sorry Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low Won't somebody tell me where to go, please cause I don't know I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that's strapped into

You are on the road Can I get a little lovin' from you Can I get a little bit of that done did do Tell me now girl that you need me too Tell me now girl cause I've got a feeling for you There are no monks in my band There are no saints in this land I'll

Don't use the word "forever" We live too long to be so loved People change and I can be tethered We think we are the only ones You can't walk the streets a ghost anymore Days form like new figures down my road Each one looks more like you than you know

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