We're still in Wisconsin as far as I know Today was Green Bay and tomorrow Chicago Wish I was lying, but there isn't much to report My phone is dying, so I've got to keep it short I just wanted to say hey I've been writing you a road song It's a cliché, but hey That doesn't make it so wrong And in between the stops at the Cracker Barrel And forty movies with Will Ferrell I need some way to occupy my time So I'm writing you a road song I sure hope you don't mind I bought you a light blue T-shirt last night From some band I couldn't stand But their logo's alright Some kid threw a bottle on stage He had an arm like a pro I know it's getting late I guess I should let you go But did I happen to say hey? I've been writing you a road song Don't run away, 'cause hey I promise it won't be too long I know it's not what you call necessary And I know that I'm no Steve Perry But even if you roll your eyes and groan I'm still writing you a road song That you can call your own