Letra de They're On the Road
It's the season of the golden leaves When the wind turns into a bitter breezeI was walking thru the oak leaves on the hill With my lady, oh she's got a strong will And I see her thru these ever-clouded eyes This time it's goodbye and I can't answer whyMaybe it's because I ain't quite shy of running yet Or maybe it's because I'm the hometown boy in the spotlight But my roots ain't in the ground They're on the roadSettle down was all I ever heard from her "If you cared," she said, "you would weigh my words" But my life doesn't ride on the factory road Baby, don't ask me why, I can't even pretend to know