Down The Road

Django Walker/Greg Combs
 Took the bus out of Austin, band was all on board
 Everyone's so excited, who knows what lays in store
 Hey look out the window, there goes Baton Rouge
 Nobody there knows us, band's still paying its dues
 Yeah we're paying dues
 First show in New Orleans, saw the lights of Bourbon Street
 On the road in the morning, Little Rock's where we'll be
 And the bus keeps on rolling, down that old highway
 And every night we play music, that's what gets you through the day
 Yeah, cause that's why we play
 And the rain keeps pouring down and it's leaking in our beat-up bus
 Still we're high and dry inside and there's a rainbow ahead of us
 People say we're crazy to go searching for a pot of gold
 But we got to chase that dream before we're too damn old
 Last show's in Kentucky, took the bus on out of town
 All the girls were waving come back, so we were Texas Bound
 Fast food and motel rooms, sure got the best of me
 But looking back if you ask me, hell I'd do it for free
 Yeah cause some times we do
 Yeah sometimes we do
 Down the road so many miles to go, who knows what city's next
 Who knows what lies ahead, who knows...