Lonesome Road
There's this lonesome road close to my hometown
That, ever since I was a boy, I've been driving along
Once it lead me to school and later far away
Now whenever I come back, it means home to me
Hello, hello I'm coming home
When I was a kid life played on the streets
Father always dressed me in my old torn jeans
Later he taught me how to ride my bike
And to swear like a man fearing for my life
Those were the times, untroubled and free
Nothing like today's reality
Wouldn't wanna miss a single memory
They shaped the man I became to be
There's this lonesome road close to my hometown
That, ever since I was a boy, I've been driving along
Once it lead me to school and later far away
Now whenever I come back, it means home to me
I remember well when I learned how to drive
How the gearbox crunched and mama almost cried
Got the hang of it, picked-up all the girls I knew
To park the car so I could make them cry too
Those were the times, untroubled and free
Nothing like today's reality
Wouldn't wanna miss a single memory
They shaped the man I became to be
There's this lonesome road close to my hometown
That, ever since I was a boy, I've been driving along
Once it lead me to school and later far away
Now whenever I come back, it means home to me
That old road holds the story of my life
That old road holds the story of my life
That one road that I've known for all my life
That old road holds the story of my life
Lonesome road, old friend, thank you
That, ever since I was a boy, I've been driving along
Once it lead me to school and later far away
Now whenever I come back, it means home to me
Hello, hello I'm coming home
When I was a kid life played on the streets
Father always dressed me in my old torn jeans
Later he taught me how to ride my bike
And to swear like a man fearing for my life
Those were the times, untroubled and free
Nothing like today's reality
Wouldn't wanna miss a single memory
They shaped the man I became to be
There's this lonesome road close to my hometown
That, ever since I was a boy, I've been driving along
Once it lead me to school and later far away
Now whenever I come back, it means home to me
I remember well when I learned how to drive
How the gearbox crunched and mama almost cried
Got the hang of it, picked-up all the girls I knew
To park the car so I could make them cry too
Those were the times, untroubled and free
Nothing like today's reality
Wouldn't wanna miss a single memory
They shaped the man I became to be
There's this lonesome road close to my hometown
That, ever since I was a boy, I've been driving along
Once it lead me to school and later far away
Now whenever I come back, it means home to me
That old road holds the story of my life
That old road holds the story of my life
That one road that I've known for all my life
That old road holds the story of my life
Lonesome road, old friend, thank you
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Kehl, Andreas Faessler, Manuel Peng, Chris Blade Johnson
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