My thoughts are with you from so far away   I think I know   what you’ve been through   the gentle breeze rolls on from day to day   but the storm clouds loom   and seem to follow you      The highway’s rise and fall but still remain   as a way to run   from what you’re supposed to do   and stops along the way invite a smile   but in the end   they only leave you blue      yesterday’s they pile on one another   till tomorrow seems to just get in the way   but there’s so much that a river passes by   tonight I cry the Steve Earle blues      Got nothing to prove to those of us who know   that the soul can burn   with just a mark or two   that whistle cries as the train makes it way   downbound   cutting right through you      highway boys are slowly disappearing   most have gone to sample something new   there’s so much that a river passes by   so tonight I cry the Steve Earle blues