Sun is rising high, burning into the day
I will say goodbye, I'll be going away
Brush away my doubts, what tommorrow will hold
Feeling fine for now, going down the road
To a city to sing, about the trees and the wind
'Bout the hills in spring, and the rivers that bend
The rocky deep pass, and the poppies and ponies
Running through the grass, up and down the road
In the dark they sit and they hollar for more
White smoke in a wisp, from here to the door
Their admission they paid, for the stories they're told
Of a clear new day, hold me down on the road
So heavy rain at my back, lazy meadows ahead
In my book I keep track, of the promises said
For my songs in a town, that tomorrow will hold
Feelin' better for now, facin' down the road
