Weary Traveler's Rest
When your broken engine stalls on long deserted tracks
Take a walk through the nameless town time blew off the map
I heard a rusted chime sing how I longed for the open road and finding
At the end my home
Hearth sinking into the earth
A fossil from a bone
Wondering how far its roots have spread and grown
I heard a far off whistle sing on the open road
Eternally my steel wheels roam
Been movin' from the day I was born
Been movin' from the day I was born
I heard my lonesome dog sing and I longed for the warmth of home standing on deserted tracks alone
Get movin' on my way to your door
Been movin' from the day I was born
