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