| We Came Along This Road |
|---|
| I left by the back door |
| With my wife’s lover’s smoking gun |
| I don’t know what I was hoping for |
| I hit the road at a run |
| I was your lover |
| I was your man |
| There never was no other |
| I was your friend |
| Till we came along this road |
| Till we came along this road |
| Till we came along this road |
| I ain’t sent you no letters, Ma But I’m looking quite a trip |
| The world spinning beneath me, Ma Guns blazing at my hip |
| You were my lover |
| You were my friend |
| There never was no other |
| On whom I could depend |
| Then we came along this road |
| We came along this road |
| We came along this road |
