Get On The Road

The fire, the wine, the bed and you
In this crimson light I find the truth
And truth is like a punch or two
It hits you hard, it knocks you through
So I get on the road and ride to you
I get on the road and ride to you
Kiss like a fight that neither wins
One tender payment for our sins
You are the drug that I can’t quit
Your perfect chaos is a perfect fit
From broken farm to broken farm
The engine noise like an alarm
It breathes a thunder in my soul
It starts this race through the dustbowl
The wheel it settles in my hands
This is the measure of the man
I point the car at north at you
My Route has scarred the country through