Lyrics of
Roadside Prayer

I'm broke down
On Spring Creek road
Makes me wonder
Why I'm trying to go home
But I left her behind
I had things to do
Just a long distance phone call
To say I miss you
But I got your recorder
The phone took my till
I'm a dime short of a cola
And this machine won't take bills
So I sit down and wait
Diesel smoke and noise
Ignore all the comments
Of a few local boys
I wish I was back home with my friends and a beer.
At the Wormy Dog bar, There's none like it out here
I'd give my last Dollar to back on the road
There's 200 miles behind me and too many more to go.
There's 200 miles behind me and too many more to go.
Theres a warm case of Pearl