Another Lonesome Road
I can hear the sound of the midnight rolling by
Somewhere near Arcola as I try to count the lines
Out there in the distance, out past the factory signs
I can almost hear her cry
Time sweeps over me like the rustlin' of the leaves
Out there on another lonesome road
I can see the colors of what I thought we left behind
Wavin' in the distance out where the lonely black bird sighs
The light is faded lovely off the shadows on the farm
And I can only wonder where you are
Time sweeps over me like the rustlin' of the leaves
Out there on another lonesome road
The hound dogs are howlin', I can feel it in the air
Behind a curtain in the blackness, out near a crooked fence somewhere
The wheels are rollin' lonely, slow as the silence falls
And I can almost feel you call
Time sweeps over me like the rustlin' of the leaves
Out there on another lonesome road