Well I wake up in my clothes grab my suitcase and my coat

And I close the door quietly as I leave

 I walk out through the whispering season and the falling leaves

Just wanna leave last night ghosts behind



There’s an old black crow up on the line

 singing that early morning bird song to the new sunrise

And I’m on my way again, I’m back on this road with no beginning and I just can’t find the end

Just wanna leave last night ghosts behind



I’ll tell you where I’m goin, I’ll tell you where I’m goin’, I’ll tell you where I’m goin’

When I get there, when I get there, when I get there



Well I buy another round

It’s another nameless bar in another nameless town

Well there’s not a single face that I know so I raise my glass and I say this one’s for the road

I say this one’s for the road



I’ll tell you where I’m goin, I’ll tell you where I’m goin’, I’ll tell you where I’m goin’

When I get there, when I get there, when I get there



Copyright Martin Harley 2008