Lyrics
The streets are cold on these starry nights
The cloudless skies still whisper of light
And I think I hear my baby calling tonight
Just a drifter on the lonely road
A small town boy born a rolling stone
Another sad story left untold
Why do I keep wishing on a fallen star
Still singing my song on this old guitar
About the pretty girls and battle scars
Cause I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'll sail away to the place I long to
Find my baby girl, sing her sad song
I travel on
Heading down to Memphis on this old freight train
Listening to the sounds of the winds and the rains
Life on the rail is never quite the same
But you look at me and turn your back
With my six string and gunny sack
But I'm still here, this story goes on
Chorus
Another night on this country road
The days still young but my time grows old
The starry skies shine above my head
But there's miles to go till I reach my bed
Chorus
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