Martin Sexton - Freedom Of The Road lyrics

In a westerly direction this car is my train

I'm driving and I'm wonderin what it is I'm runnin from again

I feel like an eighty year old man but I'm holdin on to twenty nine

And up ahead on that horizon is the California line.

Now I've had enough of this freedom of the road

Never was good with decisions

Least that's what I've been told

Up ahead a truck's carryin a wide load

A pre-fab house cut in half

Cute little front door and two windows

I'm not sure whether to cry or should I laugh

You see I broke a home up myself once when I stumbled to that door

I read that note by the dawns light

Said don't you come round here anymore

Now I've had enough of this freedom

Of the road

Never was good with decisions that's what I've been told

I've been holdin on to this ticket cause one day I'll pass this toll

Magic road grant your freedom to some one else for I'll be comin home

There'll be no more pay per view movies in these economy motels

No more trash in my back seat from micky d's or taco bell

No more layin my trump card for the ladies in the lounge

I think I'll leave a little somethin for the next travelin man to scrounge

I know there's got to be someone out there

Who thinks I still have my home

I got his picture right here in my back pocket

Along with some rocks I found in Arizona I want to show him

I know I'll return to that awkward silence

And so much work I've never known

But I know this man must make amends

Cause I known my traveling days are done.

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