Fork In the Road

There's a fork in the road

Can't seem to make up my mind

Don't know which way to go

And I'm sure running out of time

I am all alone with my suitcase in my hand

Can't find my ticket to the promise land

There's a fork in the road

Can't seem to make up my mind

Well, there's frost on the pumpkin

The air is taking on a chill

I can't find my milk and honey

I don't believe I ever will

Somebody's got my pony and I'm left here like a fool

My saddle's on the fence and I'm sittin' there too

There's frost on the pumpkin

The air is taking on a chill

Lines on the face growing day by day

Chasing you babies gonna put me in my grave

Tears in my eyes, sky's about to fall

Lookin' for cover, can't see anything at all

There's a fork in the road

I'm all alone with my suitcase in my hand

Ain't find my ticket to the promised land

There's a fork in the road

Can't seem to make up my mind

Yeah, there's a fork in the road

Can't seem to make up my mind