Another Old Road Song
c. S. Burns BMI

San Fernando this morning took Bill by surprise
And he stood in his jeans in the door
And he blew on his coffee and he rubbed on his eyes, he said
Babe, I don’t know anymore
This valley is no place for living’
It takes more than I can give
And I long for the day
When we both were crazy as kids

Cho -
So play me another old road song
It’s all we’ve got left now I know
I’m goin out on a trip
I ain’t coming back
I’m gonna ride with Kesey and Kerouac
The good times are gone and we
can’t bring them back now I know
But I still want to go.

Now the springtime is coming and the snows in the mountains
are going to melt where the wildflowers bloom
And we’ll be here sitting with the cigarette smoke
and the silence that grows in the room
That old Ford’s sitting there in the driveway
It calls to me like an old friend
It’ll rust sitting there
But I remember your hair in the wind

Cho –

Now little Billy he’s growing and he’s reaching the age
Where a boy starts to dream like a man
And he looks at those hills like the bars on a cage
But I know he’ll do what he can
He can stand by the highway for hours
With the weeds and the empty billboards
And he can hold up his thumb
But the rides just don’t come anymore