one for the road
                by Dan O'Connell
          copyright 2008, all rights reserved

Walking down these empty streets
dirty side of town
Nothing in my pockets and theres no one else around
I still hear her telling me shes leaving me alone
Here's one more for a broken heart, and one more for the road


the lonesome highway's calling me and everything is changed
all I have is memories, her voice that calls my name
Life keeps on changing - so I have been told
here's one more for a broken heart, and one more for the road


Lying in the soft green grass
drunk as I can be
waiting for that south bound train, home to carry me
my minds and empty space, a pain that ever grows
here's one more for a broken heart - and one more for the road



Going back to my home town, mountains and the streams
back to where I belong, the wind blows through the trees
old guitar and backpack, I'll take what life has thrown

here's one more for a broken heart, one more for the road