Cold Cold Highway
out here on the road
man, it’s cold it used to be ok but now i’m getting old i need me a little house with a nice little garden to tend where i can grow me some okra while i wait for the world to end things are gonna have to change in a fundamental way i’m dreaming of a nice warm bed out here on this cold, cold highway the wind is from the north this jacket is not enough the devil, ah, he’s laughing that bastard called my bluff my friends have slipped away my family’s outta touch what’s good about this highway not much not much not much things are gonna have to change in a fundamental way i’m dreaming of a nice warm bed out here on this cold, cold highway push came to shove a long long time ago i been out on this road since that day you know like moaning groaning ghosts the cars and trucks roll by keep thinking to myself this isn’t where i want to die i guess i’ll move along i guess that's what roads are for but the home sweet homes along the way you know they cut me to the core i see warm light from the windows i hear laughter from inside they’re tugging at those last little shreds of hope the ones that haven’t died things are gonna have to change in a fundamental way i’m dreaming of a nice warm bed out here on this cold, cold highway copyright Samm Bennett - all rights reserved Back to Lyrics Contents Page? click on LYRICS in the menu bar |
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