Pile in the church pew rows
Gran made the best yeast rolls
Gospel of stories told
'Bout the one way to save your soul
Drag out the old guitar
Gas up that old Ford car
We're gon' hit the dusty road
Four wheels can bear the load
It's been a long, it's been a long, long, long, long, long, long, lonely road
Pops earned his bread in dust
But his hard-working hands fed us
Sun up 'til sun sank down
His body worked to the ground
Folks thought we had it made
'Cause we always kept a face
Meanwhile there's bills to pay
And the stack growing every day
It's been a long, it's been a long, long
Been a long, long, long, long, lonely road
My, my, my
Soon as I turned 18
I packed up the grass is green
New York or Tennessee
Where I am is where I'll be
Darling, tell me about your plans
And I have a place in mind
Surely there'd be a way
To move towards a brighter day
It's been a long, it's been a long, long
Been a long, long, long, long, lonely road
My, my, my
One person's path unpaid
Went towards the path that saved
These are the songs you sing
In the search for the grass that's green
It's been a long, been a long, long, long, lonely road
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