Good Road c. 2011 Stuart Burns BMI
For Rolf Cahn

It was the same old voice, so far away
I’ll be takin’ a trip, leaving any day,
Up in the mountains, can’t say just where,
Don’t worry ‘bout me; I’ll be happy there

Cho:
Good road, wherever it takes you
Good road, whatever it makes you
Good road, when the morning wakes you
With the sun on your face and the wind at your back

Good road, stay between the ditches,
Good road, when the switchback switches
Look out for the sons o’bitches
It ain’t so hard once you get the knack

You can shadowbox; it don’t mean a thing
You won’t know who you are, till you get in the ring
Cock your head; do you know what I mean?
Let it go by, you can’t fight the machine

Verse 3.
A little piece of land; rusty old car
The women I’ve loved; an old Spanish guitar
Sweet memories come rushing in
Each one of you is my next of kin

Cho