[Verse 1]
Here I am back on the road again
Don't it feel just like my old worst friend
The ne'er do well that a mother prays against
Jack Kerouac meets Huckleberry Finn
[Verse 2]
Yes I know the ways of this old friend of mine
You get you're good intentions misinterpreted every time
He said the road is long and winding but what he really meant
Was the comfort you are seeking will not meet you at the end
[Chorus 1]
Yes we goin' like a fiddle tune
Don't even know what my feet are doin'
Hey don't fiddlers earn their pay okay
Green lights all the way to nowhere
Half the fun is in the gettin' there
And once you figure that out you're on your way
[Verse 3]
Oh it's hot out on the road today
No cover no cloud no chance for escape
'Cept that 18-wheeler on the straightaway
So I pull up match the speed and steal some shade
[Chorus 2]
Yes I got me the gypsy virus
No cure for the ramblin'-itis
'Cept some asphalt and some days fine days
Green lights all the way to nowhere
Half the fun is in the gettin' there
And once you figure that out you're on your way
[Verse 4]
Well the road can give you fortunes that are yours to use or keep
Or it can take your very life if it lulls you off to sleep
So can any style of life or friend that you might choose
So bein' dead and friendless man that the only way to lose
[Chorus 3]
Tomorrow shines like a gold doubloon
You could have it if you wanted to
You just have to hold your mouth the right way
Green lights all the way to nowhere
Half the fun is in the gettin' there
And once you figure that out you're on your way
[Outro]
Well I'd best be on
Well I think I'm on
Oh I'm finally on
My way