Could it be, could it be, I'll never stand up taller? Could it be, could it be, that nothing's gonna change? When the muscles 'round my brain Start to make me feel insane I think it's time to get on the road again Could it be, could it be, that I am getting older? Could it be, could it be, that everything is changing? I look over my body And the lines upon my face And I think it's time to get on the road again Oh my Lord, oh my Lord, I am the great denier Oh my Lord, oh my Lord, is all my love in vain? Though I shouldn't think of sorrow When I'm standing in the rain I think it's time to get on the road again Oh my Lord, oh my Lord, believe me, I'm no liar Oh my Lord, oh my Lord, there's no one else to blame Like a deck of cards at a local bar I've lost a couple faces And I think it's time to get on the road again On the road, I've always got the sun over my head And the moon ain't been nothing but a long and lonesome friend When I think of all the miles behind the skies up ahead I think it's time to get on the road again Come on, come on, there's wood beside the fire Come on, come on, like a moth into the flames Oh, my heart commands my lungs and hands And it beats for what it chases And I think it's time to get on the road again I think it's time to get on the road again I think it's time to get on the road again