Any Old Stretch of Blacktop

I got money in my pocket and a guitar in my hand
These lonely nights without you are more than I can stand
I work like a puppet but it's time to cut the strings

Well, I hit the ground running and I won't be looking back
I'll be like a locomotive headed down a one-way track
It won't take too long, just you wait and see
As long as it will lead me back to you
Any old stretch of blacktop will do

North, south, east or west, been everywhere it seems
Hotel rooms and honkytonks don't feel like home to me
I'll be stepping out the rhythm while I'm singing a new song
And it's knowing where I'm going that'll keep me moving on

Turn my collar to the wind and put my thumb up in the air
Flag a diesel down or catch a bus from anywhere
Colorado, California, or even Kalamazoo
As long as it will lead me back to you
Any old stretch of blacktop will do

Well I hit the ground running and I won't be looking back
I'll be like a locomotive headed down a one way track
It won't take too long just you wait and see
As long as it will lead me back to you
Any old stretch of blacktop will do