Lyrics Broken Road -

Broken Road

Born again on a island of sale
He lived there six months
Too long
Only ten out of jail
He looked at me his eyes were haggard and pale
His skin was tarnished and torn
Just like a rusted old nail
Well some people pass through
This world with no pain
But Johnny mingled in its
Company again and again
He said he wanted to see
Paradise and travel so far
All he’d seen of it was standing
Hind' those ugly prison bars
So many people they come
Good people they come
From a broken road
So many good people they come
From a broken road
So many good people they come
Good people they come
They come and they go
Johnny hailed from the city
Of thieves
He’d cut his teeth down
Backwards alleys since 1973
He said he’d had trouble run
That was easy to see
He traveled East to West
Didn’t miss a single penitentiary
From the Bronx over to Queen’s
Down in South Jersey
I-95 to West Virginia
Well they caught up in Cincinnati
Crossed the Mason Dixon border
Kansas City, Oklahoma
The Devil on the shoulder of a
Good hearted man
Woah' can you out-run the
Weight of the world
The wight of the world
When it’s holding you down?
Woah can you out-last the pain
Of the fall, the pain of the fall
When you fall to the ground?
So many good people they
Come good people they come
From a broken road
So many good people they
Come good people they come
They come and they go