Lyrics:
When I go on the road I go fast I go slowIt gets cold don't you know, won't get home much this yearBack and forth up and down come'n out goin' roundMaking love comin' down, won't get home much this yearWhen I go I see things I see nights without endIt depends what they spend and its coldI was out 90 days I could live any placeJust a race to show my face on the roadEveryday its your turn, another verse to be earnedIt's a road no big turn won't get home much this yearAnd the stories I will tell when I've none left to sellWhat was/once had someplace else, won't get home much this yearOn the road its your day gotta go gotta playIt's too short to be long so you knowWhen your on its all fun, got to play for everyoneButs its so cold being alone on the roadBeen a long night thats a fact, call me up we'll get backAnd though its easy to lose track won't get home much this yearWhen I go on the road I go fast I go slowIt gets cold don't you know, won't get home much this year