Well after twenty-nine years, I can say
I never thought it'd turn out this way
I stumble and I stutter, stutter and I cry
Ain't gonna figure out a reason why
The song hurts my throat, the banjo cuts my side
Hear the road cryin' out through the railroad ties
Road cryin' out through the railroad ties


Singing well love your light don't show
Down by the truckstop highway glow
Lord knows where I'll go
When the road cries out what the rocks don't know
Road cries out what the rocks don't know


Well all my friends in Arkansas, all alone in Maine
Six-to-one, half-dozen's the same
Back-Bay sailin' or the Great Divide
Mississippi deep, Rappahannok wide
Angels wings on a Wal-Mart sign
Angels wings on a Wal-Mart sign


Singing well love your light don't show
Down by the truckstop highway glow
Lord knows where I'll go
When the road cries out what the rocks don't know
Road cries out what the rocks don't know

Well, Kansas City rib shack baby you're mine
Gimmie the pig, the cow, and the swine
My weight's my love, my shimmy, my shine
Damn, I found Jesus in a barbecue line
Damn, I found Jesus in a barbecue line


Well love your light don't show
Down by the truckstop highway glow
Lord knows where I'll go
When the road cries out what the rocks don't know
Road cries out what the rocks don't know


I'd like to see the world in livin' color
One color's just the absence of the other
To get the whole spectrum of horror and elation
Call good time numbers at a Conoco Station
Good time numbers at a Conoco Station


Singing well love your light don't show
Down by the truckstop highway glow
Lord knows where I'll go
When the road cries out what the rocks don't know
Road cries out what the rocks don't know