Ragged As the Road

This road I’m on is blacktop and gravel
It’s a faded blue line, this road I travel
And it’s a well worn path, it’s a cold bar ditch
It’s a brakeman sleeping on a dead man’s switch
And I’m a rollin' faster than a locomotive
Tougher than the edge of the Rockies, hotter than a smoking gun
Ragged as the road I’m on
This road I’m on has been cracked by the cold
It’s been scorched by the sun and searched by the soul
And it’s a working back breaking, it’s a pick ax swinging
It’s steel wheels turning on steel rails singing
This road lies ahead like life on a brush
It’s a virgin canvas free from human touch
And it’s ours for the taking or the leaving behind
It’s a ghost of the past with the future to find
It’s got me rollin' faster than a locomotive
Tougher than the edge of the Rockies, hotter than a smoking gun
Ragged as the road
It’s got me rollin' faster than a locomotive
Tougher than the edge of the Rockies, hotter than a smoking gun
Ragged as the road I’m on