Road Ode

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         G
Well you walk into the room and 
switch on the TV
            Cadd9
And there's Phil Donahue or Oprah 
Winfrey
     D
And suddenly you don't feel so 
lonely
Cadd9                         G
Even though you're out on the road
G
Open up the drawer and there's that 
bible
Cadd9
God's honest truth, but you're not 
liable
   D
To use it you prefer myth and libel
Cadd9                            G
That's 'cause you're out on the road
      G
It's baby shampoo, no you're not 
snobby
Cadd9
Losing your toothbrush is your hobby
D
Lucky they sell that stuff in the 
lobby
Cadd9                         G
Lucky that you're out on the road

Cadd9
Out on the road, out on the road
        G
You're Willy Loman, and you're Tom 
Joad
D                      Cadd9 
Vladimir and Estragon, Kerouac, 
    G
Genghis Khan
Cadd9
Out on the road, out on the road
G
'Keep on going' is your creed and 
code
          D
It's a different way of life; it's a
 whole other mode
Cadd9              G
Living out on the road

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Well you're packin' 'em in so we did
 ok
But the people from the record 
company didn't pay
So there's no percentage, though it 
looks that way
Man, it's funny when you're out on 
the road
It's your fault, you didn't draw
There was a item in the paper that 
nobody saw
When business is bad then there 
ought to be a law
Against you out on the road
There's people to avoid, places to 
miss
Backstage access, who need this?
The club is a toilet when you gotta'
 take a piss in the
Sink when you're out on the road

Out on the road, out on the road
You're Willy Loman, and you're Tom 
Joad
Vladimir and Estragon, Kerouac, 
Genghis Khan
Out on the road, out on the road
That's where your wild oats were 
sowed
You start out a prince and you end 
up a toad
Living out on the road

Room service is a trick, rarely a 
treat
So you go for a bite that can't be 
beat
But how many patty melts can one man
 eat
When he's eating out on the road?
A cat eats a fish, a dog eats a bone
Out on the road, a man eats alone
Time to reflect and to atone for his
Sins out on the road
Runnin' through airports at 43 is 
okay for OJ but it's not for me
With a hernia, a bad back and a bum 
knee and a
Guitar out on the road

Out on the road, out on the road
You're Willy Loman, and you're Tom 
Joad
Vladimir and Estragon, Kerouac, 
Genghis Khan
Out on the road, out on the road
The flight's been canceled, you 
should have known
The airport is your new abode
Living out on the road

(Let's go!)

When it's time to come back to 
reality
You're roadsick and you're half 
crazy
So you fit right in quite naturally
Home from out on the road
Back to see family and friends
And to face the music and to make 
amends
But coming up for air, you can get 
the bends
In from out on the road
Open that bag, go on, expose it
Open that window, hold you nose it's
Eight weeks worth of dirty clothes
In from out on the road

Cadd9
Willie Nelson has a bus
      G
And a sound man he can kick and cuss
       D
And a road manager to make a fuss
Cadd9                   G
Willie goes out on the road
   Cadd9
A roadie carries his guitar
     G
And in that bus is a VCR
     D
Well Willie deserves it, he's a big 
old star
Cadd9                  G
Willie goes out on the road
   Cadd9
So Willie goes out for weeks at a 
time
        G
Makes a ton of money, it's a life 
sublime
        D
But for me it's punishment and crime
Cadd9                  G
Why do I go out on the road?

Out on the road, out on the road
I'm not Willy Nelson, I'm Tom Joad
Vladimir and Estragon, Kerouac, 
Genghis Khan
Out on the road, out on the road
'Keep on going' is your creed and 
code
But if you keep on going, you're 
going to explode
Living out on the road