There was old G.P. and Joy and me sitting round the motel door
Talking about the day ahead and the show the night before
You know this sums it up for me because tomorrow's gone and dead,
No lookin' back there's too many good times wainting up ahead.
May there always be an endless road that I can ramble down,
May there always be another day that leads to another town,
It's satisfaction still for me to be just moving 'round
When I can say "It's another day, another town."
Hey!
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This is old G.P. and you know me, I just went sliding out
To some pubs and shows back in the town and Slim went a heading south
I've said a lot of goodbyes in this crazy life of mine
But when I meet a mate out on the road we make up for lost time.
I'll say we do.
May there always be an endless road that we can ramble down,
May there always be another day that leads to another town,
It's satisfaction still for us to be just moving 'round
When we can say "It's another day, another town."
That wasn't bad G.P.
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Now to stay at home, say rolling stones will never gather moss
To all of that I answer back and just say who wants moss
So if I ever reach that golden stage up in the promised land
Oh I'll quickly book myself a string of good old western towns, hey.
May there always be an endless road that we can ramble down,
May there always be another day that leads to another town,
It's satisfaction still for us to be just moving 'round
But we can say "It's another day, another town."
Another town, Here we go now...
