The Road - Jackson Browne

Highways and dancehalls

A good song takes you far

Your write about the moon

And you dream about the stars

Blues in old motel rooms

Girls in daddy’s car

You sing about the nights

And you laugh about the scars

Coffee in the morning cocaine afternoons

You talk about the weather

And you grin about the rooms

Phone calls long distance

To tell how you’ve been

Forget about the losses, you exaggerate the wins

And when you stop to let 'em know

You’ve got it down

It’s just another town along the road

The ladies come to see you

If your name still rings a bell

They give you damn near nothinAnd they’ll say they knew you well

So you tell 'em you’ll remember

But they know it’s just a game

And along the way their faces

All begin to look the same

And when you stop to let 'em know

You got it down

It’s just another town along the road

Well it isn’t for the money

And it’s only for a while

You stalk about the rooms

And you roll away the miles

Gamblers in the neon, clinging to guitars

You’re right about the moon

But you’re wrong about the stars

And when you stop to let 'em know

You got it down

It’s just another town along the way