Lyrics On the Road - John Hartford

On the Road

When I go on the road I go fast I go slow
It gets cold don’t you know, won’t get home much this year
Back and forth up and down come’n out goin' round
Making love comin' down, won’t get home much this year
When I go I see things I see nights without end
It depends what they spend and its cold
I was out 90 days I could live any place
Just a race to show my face on the road
Everyday its your turn, another verse to be earned
It’s a road no big turn won’t get home much this year
And the stories I will tell when I’ve none left to sell
What was/once had someplace else, won’t get home much this year
On the road its your day gotta go gotta play
It’s too short to be long so you know
When your on its all fun, got to play for everyone
Buts its so cold being alone on the road
Been a long night thats a fact, call me up we’ll get back
And though its easy to lose track won’t get home much this year
When I go on the road I go fast I go slow
It gets cold don’t you know, won’t get home much this year