Blacktop

Got my keys, head out the door
 Could not take it anymore
 All the fussin', cryin' and moanin'
 Leaving misery, this ain't no home
 Window pane on the road
 Heading south, carrying a load
 Diggin' memphis, diggin' blues
 Sometimes a man just got to choose
 Blacktop rolls on southward
 Snow-white cotton in the fields
 Sometimes daylight comes too late
 Sometimes it's hard to deal
 I passed a truckstop, I passed a church
 I pulled over, soul needed work
 Facing problems inside of me
 Only truth can set you free
 Blacktop rolls on southward
 Snow-white cotton in the fields
 Sometimes daylight comes too late
 Sometimes it's hard to deal
 I turned around and I asked for help
 Took directions off the shelf
 In a Book I thought I'd learned
 Sometimes wisdom follows getting burned
 Blacktop rolls on southward
 Snow-white cotton in the fields
 Sometimes man got to get on his knees
 Before he'll ever heal
 Blacktop rolls on southward
 Snow-white cotton in the fields
 Sometimes man got to get on his knees
 Before he knows what's real