Ragged As the Road

This road I'm on, it's blacktop and gravel

It's a faded blue line, this road I travel

And it's a well-worn path, it's a cold bar ditch

It's a brakeman sleeping on a dead man's switch

And I'm rolling faster than a locomotive

Tougher than the edge of the Rockies

Hotter than a smoking gun

Ragged as the road I'm on

This road I'm on has been cracked by the cold

It's been scorched by the sun and searched by the soul

And it's a working back-breaking, it's pick ax swinging

It's steel wheels turning on steel rails singing

And I'm rolling faster than a locomotive

Tougher than the edge of the Rockies

Hotter than a smoking gun

Ragged as the road I'm on

This road lies ahead like life on a brush

It's a virgin canvas, free from human touch

And it's ours for the taking or the leaving behind

It's a ghost of the past with the future to find

It's got me rolling faster than a locomotive

Tougher than the edge of the Rockies

Hotter than a smoking gun

Ragged as the road

It's got me rolling faster than a locomotive

Tougher than the edge of the Rockies

Hotter than a smoking gun

Ragged as the road I'm on