Too long on the road, my friend   Too long between rides   Too long between homes again   Too long without someone by my side      And Lord, there's something 'bout a sad song   That helps to ease the pain   Here I am, Lord, just singing up a storm   And I'm all alone again      Too much going down today   Just can't take it in   Too much running 'round today   Can't tell you where I've been      Seems that just like   Singing is the only thing to do   Only thing to help me pass the time      Songs are just like ladies   Can't forget them when you're through   And they're always on your mind      And the rosewood bitters   Help me meet the sunshine in the morning   And the rosewood bitters   Help me through the night when I feel blue      Too few stop to pass the time   Guess, that's how it goes   So sure that there's much more than this   When really no one knows      And easing into midnight   As the bitters pass around   Crying in my beer      Singing someone else's troubles   Help to ease your own   Goodnight, Irene, my dear      And the rosewood bitters   Help me meet the sunshine in the morning   And the rosewood bitters   Help me through the night when I feel blue