Big Road Blue

It’s a hard road to be walkin’ down
bare feet on stone ground
it’s a long ride across fifty states
kickin’ the dust that god made
every day is like a mine field
makin’ the best of a bad deal
from the cradle way down to
the end of time—it’s down to you

You better roll with it
You better grow with it
You better go with it
Way down the big road blue ...

Back in the city the streets are cold
takes a heart of steel to mine a nickel of gold
you hit a brick wall—you could’ve run
now you’re facin’ up to a machine gun
beat it on down into the avenue
keep walkin’ right on through
to the only thing that’s gonna get you through

You better roll with it ...

It takes a kind of faith where you’re headed to
breathe it in and see it through
it’s hard to heal—it’s so easy to bruise
but keep walkin’ right on through
the road a head s’gonna rise to you

You better roll with it ...