Traveling Alone
Mountains rough this time of year
Close the highway down
They don't warn the town
I've been fightin' second gear
For 15 miles or so
Tryna beat the angry snow
And I know every town worth passing through
What good does knowing do
With no one to show it to?
And I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
Won't you ride?
Won't you ride?
I quit talking to myself
Listening to the radio
Long, long time ago
Damn near strangled by my appetite
Ybor City on a Friday night
Couldn't even stand up right
So high, the street girls wouldn't take my pay
They said come see me on a better day
She just danced away
And I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
Won't you ride?
Won't you ride?
Paintin' the outside lane, I'm tired of answering to myself
Heart like a rebuilt part
I don't know how much it's got left
How much it's got left
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
Won't you ride?
Won't you ride?
Close the highway down
They don't warn the town
I've been fightin' second gear
For 15 miles or so
Tryna beat the angry snow
And I know every town worth passing through
What good does knowing do
With no one to show it to?
And I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
Won't you ride?
Won't you ride?
I quit talking to myself
Listening to the radio
Long, long time ago
Damn near strangled by my appetite
Ybor City on a Friday night
Couldn't even stand up right
So high, the street girls wouldn't take my pay
They said come see me on a better day
She just danced away
And I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
Won't you ride?
Won't you ride?
Paintin' the outside lane, I'm tired of answering to myself
Heart like a rebuilt part
I don't know how much it's got left
How much it's got left
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Tired of travelling alone
I've grown tired of travelling alone
Won't you ride with me?
Won't you ride?
Won't you ride?
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Writer(s): Michael Isbell
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