My thoughts are with you from so far away
I think I know
what you've been through
the gentle breeze rolls on from day to day
but the storm clouds loom
and seem to follow you
The highway's rise and fall but still remain
as a way to run
from what you're supposed to do
and stops along the way invite a smile
but in the end
they only leave you blue
yesterday's they pile on one another
till tomorrow seems to just get in the way
but there's so much that a river passes by
tonight I cry the Steve Earle blues
Got nothing to prove to those of us who know
that the soul can burn
with just a mark or two
that whistle cries as the train makes it way
downbound
cutting right through you
highway boys are slowly disappearing
most have gone to sample something new
there's so much that a river passes by
so tonight I cry the Steve Earle blues