| I am a highwayman, on the road again |
| Me and my guitar, and my rambling band |
| Staring at the road, standing in the blow |
| Carrying my load 'cause I know I’m gonna go my way |
| Look up to the sky, cities flying by |
| I don’t wanna lie cause I’m pretty sure I’m gonna die one day |
| So I say the road leads back to thee |
| It always leads back to thee |
| How can I show my love so you will open your arms to me |
| So please won’t you tell me where the road will end |
| Got me a bottle as my only friend |
| Standing in the rain, dealing with the pain |
| Everything’s the same and it doesn’t really matter what I say |
| Picking up the phone, come to take you home |
| You will say no doubts, the reality of today |
| Busting my thoughts fly back to thee |
| They always fly back to thee |
| Please won’t you understand that without you by my side there’s no me |
| So will you ever love me again, only time will tell |
| I’m in a hurry, cause they’re waiting down in hell |
| And no matter what I say say or do |
| The road lead back to you, |