I've been everywhere, man I've been everywhere Crossed the desert's bare, man I've breathed the mountain air, man Of travel I've a'had my share, man I was totin' my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road When along came a semi with a high an' canvas

I got money that I saved then I'm back on road Get my jewelry out the safe 'cause I'm back on road I still do these hoes the same when I'm back on road If you wasn't there for me when I was all alone Then bitch don't expect no love when I'm back I'm just

Like a swarm of flies colliding with a moving windshield So are our lives on this never-ending road I have left behind my mark only to be later washed away And was consumed with the allure despite the inevitable decay When did the road that I'm on become

I was born to run Born to run There's an old man sittin' on a front porch now Talkin' 'bout how it used to be When I was young I was a hell of a man My father died when I was ten I hit the road to find a job Had to feed my family

Blink back, to let me know It was always you Falling for me Now there's always time Calling for me I'm the light blinking at the end of the road (It was always you) When the world gets too heavy Put it on my back

Her momma wants to know Down, down, down that road When I was a boy Four houses down from me Was a family with an only child She was the only girl In this whole world that can make me smile I made up reasons to go

Let it all wash on under the bridge, blow it a kiss Give it a rest ‘cause it is what it is You never know What’s waiting just up the road Sooner or later that sun’s gonna shine, luck will turn on a dime So when the good times roll let ‘em roll but when

All the wasted words I said In all the cities that I left The last act of our precious play Must not close with regret (regret) All the wasted words There are days when sorrow seems never-ending Like the countless roads upon which I've driven The price

All that wasted time I wonder if you ever think about it like I do Seven kids on my two lane road After all this time it still feels so good When I think about those summer nights Singing out the window, on the back roads, Sweet Child of Mine Sipping on

Where will you go When this day is over A gambler's purse Lays on the road Straight to your door Snakes have gone crazy tonight Winding their way out of sight A laugh, a joke A sentiment wasted