Of the waters of March, It's the joy in your heart And the riverbank talks It's the end of a strain A stick, a stone, It's the end of the road, The foot, the ground, The flesh and the bone, The beat of the road,

I hope you're the last word I ever utter It's never your time to go I hope you're the end of my story I hope you're as far as it goes Sometimes this road that we travel Feels like it's leading us on And spinning our wheels just stirs up the gravel Before

My kind of lady And nothin' under the sun of moon Can make us be apart We're making plans and holding hands just like before We'll try again, we'll make amends along the road It's fellin' good, just like it should, this time we know We'll share each

Will be the end of the road So I guess the driveway Let the credits start to roll I tried it your way But I got nothing to show And the story's getting old For us it's too late Nothing hurts like losing

I don't ever want to hate you So don't show me your bed The only roads are cul-de-sacs The only ends are dead It's not part of the plan So keep your charm where I can't see it And your hands where I can The first thing that she said Temptation, greets

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

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right I hope you had the time of your life Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test and don't ask why It's not a

Weep not for roads untraveled Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Weep not for paths left lone 'Cause beyond every bend is a long blinding end It's the worst kind of pain I've known Give up your heart left broken And let that mistake pass on 'Cause the love that you

Heartaches just don't last forever But it's a lonely road A road we all must travel Once before we go Wonder who is waiting for me At the end of Heartbreak Road Hope that she'll be tender Someone I can know I believe that love's a good teacher

This is as far as it goes This the end of the road This the end of the rope The other end at her throat It's suicidal she wrote We doin' drugs 'til we in a coma This is the end of the show, it's over This is the end of her show, it's over We don't love