Well I’ve been down this freeway
over form New Orleans,
Down through Houston,
past the evergreens.
I’ve been listenin’ to this engine roar
singin’ it’s lone song.
Been drinkin’ from this bottle
for way too damn long.
Decided I’d take a break
pull off from the road
take a minute to myself
unpack my heavy load.
All these memories
weighin’ on my mind.
All those friends
that I left behind.
Open up my leather pouch
pull out somethin’ fun.
Strike up a match real quick
and my mind’s on the run.
Take a quick toke or two
just to slow my head.
I don’t know where I’ll go from here.
I need to find a bed.
It’s way too early now
for me to sleep inside.
I finish up with one last puff
and then I start to ride.
I pull on through Houston
while the city’s still in asleep.
The lights all flashin’ ’round
I wonder if I’ll keep
ridin’ on to San Antone,
if I’ll get there in one piece.
I made it this far, might as well,
I can rest when I’m dead.
I’ve made it too far to stop now
I’ve gotten into a race with the sun,
we’re playin’ for keeps, all the way,
Hopefully this bike’ll keep on runnin’
past the border, down to Mexico.
Hopefully once I get that far,
I can forget about you once and for all,
and get to a bar.