Glory Road - Warren Haynes, Railroad Earth

Tonight I’m gonna sleep in a good hotel

A nice warm bed, if all goes well

I’ve been out in the badlands, twenty one days

Tracking my bounty down

He was only a kid, maybe seventeen

But he traded love away for a streak of mean

Now he’s tied to my saddle, with his head hung low

Out on the Glory Road

So all you downtown ladies, won’t you

down

Got some gold in my saddle bags

I’d trade it for a smile

Let have dinner on the devil tonight

Tomorrow there’ll be hell to pay

Won’t you come along

I’ll be riding on The Glory Road someday

Two men painted painted on a midnight sky

One slung low, the other riding high

I wonder if anybody knows just why

I had to shoot him down

And now I’d lay me down to rest

God bless the boy, my bullet in his chest

But you can’t bless me, 'cause I lost my soul

Out on the Glory Road

So all you downtown ladies, won’t you

down

Got some gold in my saddle bags

I’d trade it for a smile

Let have dinner on the devil tonight

Tomorrow there’ll be hell to pay

Won’t you come along

I’ll be riding on The Glory Road someday

Won’t you come along

I’ll be riding on The Glory Road someday