Sun is rising high, burning into the day
I will say goodbye, I'll be going away
Brush away my doubts, what tomorrow will hold
Feeling fine for now, going down the road
To a city to sing, about the trees and the wind
'Bout the hills in spring, and the rivers that bend
The rocky deep pa**, and the poppies and ponies
Running through the gra**, up and down the road
In the dark they sit and they hollar for more
White smoke in a wisp, from here to the door
Their admission they paid, for the stories they're told
Of a clear new day, hold me down on the road
So heavy rain at my back, lazy meadows ahead
In my book I keep track, of the promises said
For my songs in a town, that tomorrow will hold
Feelin' better for now, facin' down the road