Out on the Road

I met a man, such a sad old boy, in a waterfront bar
And he asked me «Young man, don’t you think you’ve gone too far?»
«No», I told him. «No, I got so much more livin' I want to do»
It was then he said «I know, I’ve been afraid like you»
I met a woman, such a poor old lady, in a hotel room
And she asked me «Young man, don’t you think you better run home soon?»
«No», I told her. «No, you see I got no brown eyes to run home to»
It was then she said «I know, I’ve been afraid like you»
Well, if everybody knows
If everybody sees that fear is a heavy load
Then they ought to know
I got to stay out on the road
And if they do not understand how we got to lend a hand
Then all I can do is pray
Please let me stay out on the road
I met a man, a fine young man, in a broken down jail
And he told me «Friend, don’t be afraid to live. You know it doesn’t matter if
you fail»
Then he smiled
He smiled and I started into cry
It was then he said «Oh, I know, I’ve been afraid to die»
Well, if everybody knows
If everybody sees that fear is a heavy load
Then they ought to know
I got to stay out on the road
And if they do not understand how we got to, we got to lend a helping hand
All I can do is pray
Lord let me stay out on the road
Well, if everybody knows
If everybody sees that fear, fear is a heavy load
Then you ought to know
I got to, I got to stay out on the road
And if you do not understand how we got to, we got to lend a helping hand
Then all I can do is pray
Please let me stay out on the road