Roadway Hymn - La Rocca

Out of work

I’m not facing home

Leaving state

Parts of me already gone

Send you mine

Once I’ve earned a few

Cities call

Not sure if they’ll ever do

And I’m on the roadway

Facing heaven one way

Turn around and work it out

Darling what I’m headed for

Some went in

Same as other times

Across the yard

And took what once was mine

And some went in

Same as other times

Across the yard

And took what once was mine

But I’m on the roadway

Facing heaven one way

Turn around and work it out

Darling what I’m headed for

The whistle blows

And every place I pass

No need here

Oh for these hands to grasp

For these hands to grasp