The Road - Bill Morrissey, Greg Brown

Highways and dance halls

A good song takes you far

You write about the moon

You dream about the stars

Blues in old motel rooms

Girls in Daddies' cars

You sing about the nights

You laugh about the scars

Coffee in the morning

Cocaine afternoons

You talk about the weather

You grin about the room

Phone calls long distance

Tell you how you’ve been

You’ll forget about the losses

You’ll exaggerate the wins

And when you stop to let’em know you got it down

It’s just another town along the road

The ladies come to see you

If your name still rings a bell

They’ll get you down to nothin'

And they’ll say they knew you well

You tell’em you’ll remember

But they know it’s just a game

And along the road their faces

All begin to look the same

It isn’t for the money

And it’s only for a while

You stalk about the rooms

You roll away the miles

Gamblers in the neon

Clinging to guitars

You’re right about the moon

But you’re wrong about the stars

And when you stop to let’em know you got it down

It’s just another town along the road