The Road Lyrics

Down that road, and it fixin to rain, too

I can stand here and same as see it with second-sight

Shuttin down behind them like a wall

Shuttin down behind them, and my given promise

I do the best I can, much as I can keep my mind on anything

But darn them boys

A-layin there, right up to my door

Where every bad luck that comes and goes is bound to find it

I told Addie it wasn't any luck living on a road

When it come by here, and she said

For all the world, like a woman:

Get up and move, then

But I told her it wasn't no luck in it

Because the Lord puts roads for travellin

Why, he lays 'em flat down on the Earth

When he aims for something to be always a-movin

He makes it longways like a road, or a horse, or a wagon

But when he aims for something to stay put

He makes it up-and-downways like a tree, or a man

And so he never aimed for folks to live on a road

I have heard men curse their luck

(And right, for they were sinful men)

But I do not say the road's a curse on me

Because I have done no wrong to be cursed at

I am not religious, I reckon

But it seems hard that a man in his need should be so flouted by a road

But I told her it wasn't no luck in it

Because the Lord puts roads for travellin

Why, he lays 'em flat down on the Earth

When he aims for something to be always a-movin

He makes it longways like a road, or a horse, or a wagon

But when he aims for something to stay put

He makes it up-and-downways like a tree, or a man

And so he never aimed for folks to live on a road

And so he never aimed for folks to live on a road