Darkest Road For Miles Lyrics - Singles - Jan Wickline

See the room about half empty 

Singles by the bar 

And the room filled with stale smoke 

From the owner's cheap cigar 

Same one line pitches 

Salesman's new suit 

And the waitress never smiles at me 

She just overhears the truth 

And those endless nights of playing 

Go out with the styles 

And those endless years of praying 

On the darkest road for miles... 

Well this crowd's about to break me 

Is there anybody there 

Who's up enough to wake me 

Doesn't anybody care 

So I'm packing up equipment 

As I'm heading for the door 

And the owner calls me over 

Just to take a little more 

You can undercut my money 

Like you've undercut my style 

And you take away the pleasure 

On the darkest road for miles... 

So I carry on this journey 

For a dollar and a smile 

The road I've chose is so dark and lonely 

Sit and rest my feet awhile 

Sometimes I wonder why I bother 

Toss it in and watch it go 

But the road is always calling 

Cause there's always one more show 

You play because it's in you 

Tribulation and trial 

You need them and you know it 

On the darkest road for miles..miles 4X