Road-bound Man by Louise Persson

You sit behind the wheel

the map is long time gone

the car became your partner

the road became your home

You don't know where you're headin'
You don't know where you've been
You don't know where to stop and
you don't know where to begin

And you're lighting up a cigarette

and trying to be free

you laugh and say the road is always

the best place to be

'Cause you're a road-bound man
with the wheel in your hand
and you're driving through your life
You're a road-bound man
with a cigarette in your hand
and a bottle of whiskey at your side

The desert is your kingdom
the city your resort
You listen to the radio
on every news report

But it ain't about the wars and
it ain't about the pain;
it's all about if you have been driving
through your whole life in vain

You take a zip from your whiskey and
think about your past
You take another zip and think;
how long will this bottle last?

'Cause you're a road-bound man
with the wheel in your hand
and you're driving through your life
You're a road-bound man
with a cigarette in your hand
and a bottle of whiskey at your side

You never know where you'll end up
You never know where you'll sleep
You'll never get a loving embrace
but grown men never weep

And you're lighting your last cigarette
when you know you should have quit
Then you and say loud to yourself
that you don't give a shit!

'Cause you're a road-bound man
with the wheel in your hand
and you're driving through your life
You're a road-bound man
with a cigarette in your hand
and a bottle of whiskey at your side

You think that you've been driving
yourself a bit more brave
But deep inside you know that you've been
driving to your grave

'Cause you're a road-bound man
with the wheel in your hand
and you're driving through your life
You're a road-bound man
with a cigarette in your hand
and a bottle of whiskey at your side

You're a road-bound man
with the world in you hand
and you've driving through it all
You're a road-bound man
with a cigarette in your hand
and a bottle of whiskey at your side

You sit behind the wheel
the map is long time gone
the car became your partner
and the road became your home

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