Josh had idealistic views on life. He thought the open road would lead to promises set in motion by bands like Canned Heat and The Grateful Dead, not to mention the things Kerouac explained in On the Road.
But now Josh was listening to Willie Nelson,
"Living on the Road My Friend, was going to keep you free and clean, but now you wear your skin like iron, and breath as hard as kerosense..."
The unwashed road lay before Joshua, and pleaded to his itchy feet:
"Got to keep on ROLLLLLLINGGGGG.....
Well the midnight headlight find you on a rainy night
steep grade up ahead slow me down makin no time
gotta keep rollin
those windshield wipers slappin out a tempo
keepin perfect rhythm with the song on the radio
gotta keep rolling
Ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a better way, for me
ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a sunny day
Well the truck stop cutie comin' on to me
tried to talk me into a ride said I wouldn't be sorry
but she was just a baby
Hey waitress pour me another cup of coffee
pop me down jack me up shoot me out flyin' down the highway
lookin for the morning
Ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a better way, for me
ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a sunny day
Well the midnight headlight find you on a rainy night
steep grade up ahead slow me down makin no time
gotta keep rollin
those windshield wipers slappin out a tempo
keepin perfect rhythm with the song on the radio
gotta keep rolling
Ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a better way, for me
ooh I'm driving my life away, looking for a sunny day
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