The Road Is Lonesome

Dont wanna know whats written on the last page
Lets just leave cause Ive grown so tired of this place
Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it
Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it
Let the wind run through my fingers
Theres a cool breeze coming from the sea
I hear the sand under the wheels
Theres a cool breeze
Our eldorado wont stop running, Im drifting to sleep
While you drive me far away we left head over heels
Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it
Let the wind run through my fingers
Theres a cool breeze coming from the sea
I hear the sand under the wheels
Theres a cool breeze
Oh the road is lonesome
Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it
We travel light, not more than what fitted in a paperbag
Grabbed our boards for a roadtrip in a Cadillac
Oh the road is lonesome before you travel on it
Let the wind run through my fingers
Theres a cool breeze coming from the sea
I hear the sand under the wheels
Theres a cool breeze coming from the sea