Walk down that lonesome road all by yourself   Don't turn your head back over your shoulder   And only stop to rest yourself when the silver moon   Is shining high above the trees      If I had stopped to listen once or twice   If I had closed my mouth and opened my eyes   If I had cooled my head and warmed my heart   I'd not be on this road tonight      Carry on      Never mind feeling sorry for yourself   It doesn't save you from your troubled mind      Walk down that lonesome road all by yourself   Don't turn your head back over your shoulder   And only stop to rest yourself when the silver moon   Is shining high above the trees