The Road Is Rocky |
Leaving behind the bright city lights
the country's where I go
I've got to find some peace of mind
so I turn down a lonesome dirt road
And when the moon is full
and the whiskey runs dry
a man can tell a lot by
the road that he drives
they say to him
"Son, this is the path you will fly
until you choose to choose
or until you choose to die"
Trying to find an answer to my pain
I know what I have to do
got to close the door
and look inside
got to find something
called the truth
And I know the road is rocky
I know cause my feet are bare
I wish that I didn't have to hurt
but sometimes you got to hurt
to find that you're there
And I know the light is shining
I know cause my chest is bare
It reflects off of my pale skin
bounces around in the dark
to find the answers there
Quillan Roe: Guitar, Vocal
Mike Brady: Banjo
Jeff Tranberry: Bass
Dan Gerber: Washboard
Words and Music ©1996 Accident Clearinghouse