Rosewood Bitters

So many roads to walk

I guess that's how it goes

So many words to talk

No one really knows

The ways to say the meaning

Or the meaning of the names

Here I am, Lord

Walkin' down the road

And I'm on my own again

With the rosewood bitters

Too much going on today

Hard to draw the line

Can't see going on this way

Justifies the time

With pleasures of the moment

No, it don't seem right

Here I am, Lord, one more for the road

Good night, Irene, good night

And the rosewood bitters

Wake me with a smile in the morning

Oh, and the rosewood bitters

Help me with the times I feel blue

And the rosewood bitters

Wake me with a smile in the morning

Oh, and the rosewood bitters

Help me with the times I feel blue