We're still in Wisconsin as
far as I know
Today was Green Bay and to
morrow Chicago
Wish I was lying, but there isn't
much to report
My phone is dying, so I've
got to keep it short I just wanted to
say
hey I've been
writing you a
road song It's a cli
ché, but
hey That
doesn't make it
so wrong And in bet
ween the stops at the
Cracker Barrel And
forty movies
with Will Ferrell I
need some way to
occupy my
time So I'm writing you a
road song I sure
hope
you don't
mind
I bought you a light blue
T-shirt last night
From some band I couldn't stand But their
logo's alright
Some kid threw a bottle on stage He had an
arm like a pro
I know it's getting late I guess I
should let you go But did I happen to
say
hey? I've been
writing you a
road song Don't run a
way, 'cause
hey I
promise it won't be
too long I know it's
not what you call
necessary And
I know that I'm
no Steve Perry But
even if you
roll your eyes and
groan I'm still writing you a
road song That
you can
call your
own