here i am back on the road again don t it feel just like my old worst friend the ne er do well that a mother prays against jack kerouac meets huckleberry finn yes i know the ways of this old friend of mine you get you re good intentions misinterpreted every time he said the road is long and winding but what he really meant was the comfort you are seeking will not meet you at the end yes we goin like a fiddle tune don t even know what my feet are doin hey don t fiddlers earn their pay okay green lights all the way to nowhere half the fun is in the gettin there and once you figure that out you re on your way oh it s hot out on the road today no cover no cloud no chance for escape cept that 18 wheeler on the straightaway so i pull up match the speed and steal some shade yes i got me the gypsy virus no cure for the ramblin itis cept some asphalt and some days fine days green lights all the way to nowhere half the fun is in the gettin there and once you figure that out you re on your way well the road can give you fortunes that are yours to use or keep or it can take your very life if it lulls you off to sleep so can any style of life or friend that you might choose so bein dead and friendless man that the only way to lose  tomorrow shines like a gold doubloon you could have it if you wanted to you just have to hold your mouth the right way green lights all the way to nowhere half the fun is in the gettin there and once you figure that out you re on your way well i d best be on well i think i m on oh i m finally on my way