Texty piesní Robert Earl Keen

Robert Earl Keen

The Road Goes On And On

I don't care what you say

I never liked you anyway

Wouldn't give you the time of day

If I had the time to spend

You're malicious and downright cruel

Superstitious, so uncool

Best wishes, you loudmouthed fool

I hope I never see you again

You're a regular jack in the box

In your clown suit and your goldilocks

The original liar's paradox, you'll have to google that

How in the hell do you think you'll make it

When the real test comes and you just can't fake it

Your sycophants say they can't take it and leave you lyin' flat

Well you started out in the wild wild west

Your tin star pinned to your bulletproof vest

I must say we were all impressed - but not as much as you

But your horse is drunk and your friends got tired

Your aim grew weak and uninspired

You robbed a train but your gun misfired

Blew a hole right through your shoe

Yeah, you're a regular jack in the box

In your clown suit and your goldilocks

All duded up in your cowboy crocs, singing the same old song

How in the hell do you think you'll make it

When the real test comes and you just can't fake it

Your sycophants say they can't take it and leave you on your own

Now you only rant and rave

Piss and moan and misbehave

You lost your grip on that flag you wave

But you wave it right or wrong

They're still tryin to make amends

Maybe win back some of your old friends

Real cowboys say the party never ends

And the road goes on and on and on...