Never been to Cleveland when the sun was shining   Even when it shines it looks like rain   Oh god, on the road again      People say that I've adjusted well to travelling   Still I'm feeling homesick now and then   Oh god, on the road again      In-between the road signs and the white lines   And all of the comforts of home   In-between the road signs and the white lines   A-singing the road sign white line song   I'm singing won't you sing along   I'm singing won't you sing along   I'm singing won't you sing along      Never been to Cleveland when the sun was shining   Even when it shines it looks like rain   Oh god, on the road again      I don't live in New York City anymore   But it's still close enough to home to be a friend   Oh god, on the road again      In-between the road signs and the white lines   And all of the comforts of home   In-between the good times and the sad lines   And all of the comforts of home   All of the comforts of home