Well I wake up in my clothes grab my suitcase and my coat   And I close the door quietly as I leave   I walk out through the whispering season and the falling leaves   Just wanna leave last night ghosts behind      There’s an old black crow up on the line   singing that early morning bird song to the new sunrise   And I’m on my way again, I’m back on this road with no beginning and I just can’t find the end   Just wanna leave last night ghosts behind      I’ll tell you where I’m goin, I’ll tell you where I’m goin’, I’ll tell you where I’m goin’   When I get there, when I get there, when I get there      Well I buy another round   It’s another nameless bar in another nameless town   Well there’s not a single face that I know so I raise my glass and I say this one’s for the road   I say this one’s for the road      I’ll tell you where I’m goin, I’ll tell you where I’m goin’, I’ll tell you where I’m goin’   When I get there, when I get there, when I get there         Copyright Martin Harley 2008