: Up and down that lonely road of faith I have been there Unprepared for the storms and the tides that rise I've realized one thing, how much I love
: There's a new day on the horizon There's a rising in the air Somewhere somebody's tryin' to tell me they care So I'm a lift my head to a new day Plant
: Well, I guess I'm freaking forty, I can't say that I am thrilled I never dated or known a writer, I'll probably never will. Well I guess I'm freaking
: Fast, on a rough road riding High, through the mountains climbing twisting, turning further from my home. Young, like a new moon rising Fierce, through
: We kept apart and connected by the same stretch of road Neglected the truth and refused to grow old It started a stream but then the levee fell When
: Like a deer in the headlights, I stood frozen in my tracks And the weight of the news, It nearly broke my back It was late September, and I remember
to you! A smoke filled fever in a low-lit room A pocket full of pain and a bag of doom Some high cotton, fat bottom, bad rockin' hundred proof Come on
: I been livin' like a drunken sailor Playin' in a rock 'n roll band Far from a failure, I feel like a brand new man Smoking like a fiend and schemin
: Day by day my life gets colder My eyes close thin as I get older Pieces pieces, bloody and bruised I feel so helpless and confused Cause I hear screamin
's all sex, drugs, rock n roll A soul sensation that you can't control And you can see I practice what I preach I'm your rock n roll Jesus Yes I am Been
: It's another night in hell Another child won't live to tell Can you imagine what it's like to starve to death And as we sit free and well Another
Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight Whoo woo Whoo woo Now who's gonna give me some sugar tonight Whoo woo Whoo woo They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock
: Mmmm I love it when you play it like that Come on... Play Sittin' here alone I'm lookin' back on where I've roamed And laughing how I swore I'd win
to steer yourself Without that someone else to take the wheel Take the wheel (Chorus) Do you believe in the art of growing old Do you believe that rock
: From hard luck tricks To trust fund freaks Bathroom stalls to penthouse suites I been around I been around From the bottom of the barrel To the cream
get to New Orleans someone's gonna treat me right Said in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right All the cats in the cradle gonna rock this kid
: All my life I've been searchin' All my life I've been uncertain I been abandoned and left alone At fifteen I had to leave home The black sheep, the
bitch Tuesday's such a bother Wednesday's like watchin' dead flowers grow Thursday ain't for shit Friday's getting hotter But on Saturday night you know We let it rock
