Pile in the church pew rows Gran made the best yeast rolls Gospel of stories told 'Bout the one way to save your soul
Drag out the old guitar Gas up that old Ford car We're gon' hit the dusty road Four wheels can bear the load
It's been a long, it's been a long, long, long, long, long, long, lonely road
Pops earned his bread in dust But his hard-working hands fed us Sun up 'til sun sank down His body worked to the ground
Folks thought we had it made 'Cause we always kept a face Meanwhile there's bills to pay And the stack growing every day
It's been a long, it's been a long, long Been a long, long, long, long, lonely road My, my, my Soon as I turned 18 I packed up the grass is green New York or Tennessee Where I am is where I'll be
Darling, tell me about your plans And I have a place in mind Surely there'd be a way To move towards a brighter day
It's been a long, it's been a long, long Been a long, long, long, long, lonely road My, my, my
One person's path unpaid Went towards the path that saved These are the songs you sing In the search for the grass that's green
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