Don't leave me now Leave me out in the pouring rain With my back against the wall Leave me out with nowhere to go And the shadows start to fall Leave me out on this lonely road As the wind begins to howl All alone on this darkest night Feeling old and

Here I go again on my own Goin' down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone And I'll keep livin' the life Living the dream on my own. We could all live the dream I ain't wasting no more time Funny how things change Yet they

Flame thrower You're on the run from the stun of the flame thrower Look to the sky and face the sun You better try to race against the gun Nothing to rival This heavy load Pray for survival End of the road Don't you believe you stand a chance in hell

On the road again, again Nous étions jeunes et larges d'épaules On attendait que la mort nous frôle Bandits joyeux, insolents et drôles Au petit jour on quittait l'Irlande Et derrière nous s'éclairait la lande Il fallait bien un jour qu'on nous pende La

Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again Just about a year ago I set out on the road Seekin' my fame and fortune Lookin' for a pot of gold Thing got bad and things got worse I guess you know the tune Rode in on the Greyhound I'll be walkin' out if I go

How's that steel horse ride on the streets of gold? Does the promised land have any ol' back roads? Ain't a doubt you've done a burnout on a cloud Knowin' you, you probably laid her down Have you revved it up while the angels sang? Did God get on ya, did

When I'm much too far away And now I wish I'd stayed 'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missing you again oh no A lonely road, crossed another cold state line Miles away from those I love purpose undefined We all need that person who can be true to you

Yea, you and me, backseat on a bad road I never thought I’d see 71 to feel this damn good and be this much fun But there you go again, doin’ your thing And you know how to do it if you know what I mean Baby buckle up tight tonight it’s you and me Shakin’

I never saw the gal again Just dig my grave beside the railroad So I can hear the trains go by (Traditional, adapted by Ry Cooder) Come and gather all around me Listen to my tale of woe Got some good advice to give you Lots of things you oughta know Take

No no they can't take that away from me No they can't take that away from me We may never never meet again On the bumpy road to love Still I'll always, always keep the memory of The way you hold your knife The way we danced till three The way you wear