On the road.
Carrying a heavy load.
Driving through this long night.
Other vehicles flash like fireflies.
I'm trying to find a place to stay.
I'm trying to find a place where
a lot of money I wont have to pay.
Boy, I'd love a good meal.
I know better would be see how I feel.
See, I'd even love to watch some TV.
Just see do something to break up
the monotony.
It's the same every day.
I go on my way.
There's never a change. Never a range.
I thought this would be fun.
Now, though, I want to be done.
I thought it would be a nice career.
I shed a tear. I have fear.