The Road Neverending by The Tillers Lyrics

Toll dimes, exit signs
We'll drive this thing into the dirt
Roll dogs, highway kind
I love you more than I love myself
Last night fire light
Bed down on the ground in a southern town
Carolina mountain side
Doc Watson sang the blues while the rain came down

To write a song with you to guide us through the roads a bending
To sing and play with you along this road thats neverending

Train blues, subway dues
Police make it hard, you know the tune
Street time, making dimes
I'll play all night if you want to
Hobo tramp, a postage stamp
A letter to my girl when I'm feeling low
Old van, traveling band
We're going down that lonely road
To write a song with you to guide us through the roads a bending
To sing and play with you along this road thats neverending

And I hope you understand
That I done the best that I can
And the time has never slowed for any man
Whether the hand is on the wheel
Or on the pen, or on the plow
We'll make our last go round

Fiddle tunes and dusty blues
We played every song we ever knew
And for every town I am bound
Cause there's nothing I'd rather do

To write a song with you to guide us through the roads a bending
To sing and play with you along this road thats neverending

I want to sing with you, a song with you thats neverending
I want to sing with you, a song with you thats neverending
I want to sing with you, a song with you thats neverending
I want to sing with you, a song with you thats neverending