Way to You

Way back when when the days were young

We had our fun

Never cared much about being cool

Or growing old to play the old fool

Part of your life you spend paying your dues

Walking the miles and singing the blues

If I'm born into a pair of rambling shoes

I'll tell you what I'll do

I'll take my wings with a heart that's true

And find the way to you

Part of your life you spend paying your dues

Walking the miles in your old man shoes

When I finally find the way to shake loose

I'll tell you what I'll do

Hang my worry on a golden noose

And find the way to you

When we're all old and withering sages

Talking 'bout what might have been

Like a missing line or torn out pages

We're gonna miss you then

Walking the miles singing the blues

Learning to love what god gives to you

If he gave me rockets on the bottom of my shoes

I tell you what I'd do

I'd burn my sole where the sun was new

And find the way

The way to you