DAYS ON THE ROAD 

WRITER GRAHAM GOBLE



I remember the days on the road tryin' to get somewhere all the time spent behind the wheel, I remember the faces of people who did me wrong there and they were oh so many to know Country dates and fans who wait for hours it's strange I don't even remember a name patiently they wait and see where will he run to now and they were oh so many to know I was born a dream chaser running away from the country that made me rock 'n' roll you're a home breaker turnin' my head from the family that loved me. And I hate it, how I hate leaving you but what more can I do than to try and find my way ? Carry me on to somewhere, send me someone who will share it all help me to find my peace of mind I remember the days on the road I almost died there each year harder than those before and I'll remember the faces of friends if I ever go back again, they were also many to know I remember the days on the road I remember the days on the road I remember the days on the road I remember the days on the road Yes I do, yes I do oh I remember the days on the road I remember the days on the road and they were so many to know