RUNNIN DOWN MY DREAMS
ON THE ROAD
SINGING THE BLUES
STORIES TO BE TOLD
HARD TIMES GOOD TIMES
ALL TOGETHER ALL THOSE YEARS
OF
STORMY WEATHER
RUNNIN DOWN MY DREAMS
ON THE ROAD
GOTTA KEEP ON TRUCKIN
GOTTA FIND MY DREAM
STILL SEARCHING FOR IT
NEVER A DAY THAT DON'T GO BY
ALWAYS THINKIN ABOUT YOU AND I
WE FOLLOWED OUR DREAM FOR MANY YEARS
THICK AND THIN
AND MANY TEARS
PLAYING THE BARS
AFTER MY DREAMS
WE WENT TO FAR
PLAYING BARS IN SAN ANTONIO
ON THE ROAD TO EL PASO
WE HIT EM ALL AND, IN THE END,
YOU AND ME ---WELL WE COULDN'T WIN
YOU WENT YOUR WAY, I WENT MINE
NOW I'M STILL CHASING MY DREAMS
SOMETIMES I THINK I LOST MY MIND
WILL IT EVER END
OLD MAN ONCE TOLD ME
SON, I HAVE BEEN ON THE ROAD SINGING THE BLUES
SEEMS LIKE FOREVER
SON YOU CAN CHASE YOUR DREAMS
BUT
YOU WILL ALWAYS LOSE
SINGING THE BLUES NOT WHAT IT'S CUT OUT TO BE
SON TAKE A REAL HARD LOOK AT ME
YOU THINK YOU GOT IT YOU THINK YOUR THE BEST
BUT SON----
YOU WILL ALWAYS LOSE -THERE SOMEBODY OUT THERE WHO IS
BETTER THAN YOU
THEY HAVE CHASING THEIR DREAMS TO
RUNNIN DOWN THE SAME DREAM
THINK THEY ARE THE BEST
GIVE IT UP SON
HERE'S MY ADVICE
GO FIND YOUR LADY
MARRY HER AND BEGIN A NEW LIFE
CAUSE SINGING THE BLUES IS A LONELY LIFE
SON
YOU WILL BE ALL ALONE
ON THE ROAD
NO ONE TO TALK TO NO ONE TO HOLD
MARK MY WORDS
YOUR DREAMS WILL TAKE YOU TO
THE END OF THE ROAD
CHASING YOUR DREAMS WILL GET OLD
YOU WILL HANG ON AS LONG AS YOU CAN
IN THE END YOU WILL
YOU WILL BE FINISHED MY MAN!
YOU WILL FADE AWAY
YOU WILL BE A GETTIN OLD
YOUR NAME YOUR STYLE WELL IT WILL LAST FOR AWHILE
THEN SOMEONE ELSE WILL COME ALONG
BETTER THAN YOU
LISTEN TO ME SON
YOU WILL BE THROUGH
YOU WILL END UP FADING AWAY
CHASING YOUR DREAMS SINGING THE BLUES
ALWAYS ENDS UP THAT WAY
OLD GUITAR AND A WORN-OUT VOICE
NO WOMAN NO WIFE
YOU HAD A CHOICE
ALL THOSE YEARS GONE
YOUR WORE OUT YOUR DONE
LIFE ON THE ROAD HAS TAKEN IT'S TOLL
NOW PLAYING IN A TWO-BIT BAND
ON THE ROAD
PICKIN YOUR GUITAR
SINGING YOUR SONGS
LET'S FACE IT
EVERYTHING YOU DREAMED OF
HAVE ENDED UP WRONG