On the road, It gets so lonely Far away from home Every night I cry myself to sleep I cry a river of tears And I lie in this bed And wish that you were here.
9 AM, there's a call on the phone My agent says "I know you're not alone. Kick the girl out, son, There's a car outside To take you to the airport." 12 PM, I'm on the plane The stewardess smiles, 'Cause I remembered her name She asked, "Where're you going?" And I told her: "Honey, you should know that it's all the same." The suit to my left, he gets all riled, He says: "You're lucky that your life is wild." And I said: "Hey Man, That's just what it's like being on the road." It gets so lonely Far away from home Every night I cry myself to sleep I cry a river of tears And I lie in this bed And wish that you were here.
4 PM, I'm at the club Checking sound in a dingy pub Then it's back to the room Where I drink some wine And take a nap in the tub 12 AM, I hit the stage The place is packed And they're all a rage I finish up with a lovesong, Standing in the middle of a rain of thongs Curtains closed and I hit backstage I said "You better not be underaged!" To the girl on my lap while Everyone's taking their tops off Everyone's taking their tops off On the road, It gets so lonely Far away from home Every night I cry myself to sleep I cry a river of tears And I lie in this bed And wish that you were here.
Naked girls throw themself at you And you do things you never thought you'd do All the champagne that you can drink Man, it stinks, I tell you, it sucks Being on the road. 4 AM, There's a knock on the door The afterparty is in the room next door Willie tells me that Hank drank all of the beer, But they're bringing more. That's about when I hear the scream, It's the girls from the pagan bikini team They're undressed to kill I hear they're rabid fans And they aim to please Johnny says that the party's wild, I say "I'll be there in a while. As soon as I finish writing This stupid postcard, Writing some girl this postcard.
On the road It gets so lonely Far away from home Every night I cry myself to sleep I cry a river of tears And I lie - lie - lie - lie -lie - Lie - lie - lie - lie - lie - lie On the road.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
