Phil Hill: The song you have quoted seems to be DOWN SO LONG IT LOOKS LIKE UP. It is from Harvey Andrews' album "Friends of Mine" (1974).

I found the following lyrics at Lyrix.at. I haven't heard the song, so I can't verify the lyrics are correct:


Scrapbook of promises is a head full of dreams.
A coat made of leather with no thread in the seams.
Old pair of books that let in rain,
I'm back on the road again.

Rusty old strings on a broken guitar,
Dusty old seats in a dirty old bar.
Alcohol round my brain,
I'm back on the road again.
I've got friends who let me stay,
Talk all night and drink the dawn away,
Bed down on the floor, sleep all day,
Then it's time to play.

One thing I know from a million miles,
Life is a woman-cheats as she smiles.
Nothing to give you but pain,
I'm back on the road again, road again.

[Instrumental solo]

I made a record some time ago
It didn't sell many – a hundred or so.
I've got one at home somewhere but now it won't play,
Time wore it away.
Oh one thing I know from a million miles,
Life is a woman-cheats as she smiles.
Nothing to give you the pain,
I'm back on the road again.
I said back on the road again,
Hey hey back on the road again.