Ode to the Road

by Larry Gatlin – Key of C

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This song is just a product of my imagination,
Only someone just like me could ever dream me up.
I’m 14 karat cuckoo, living color animation,
A cross between a silver chalice and a Dixie cup.

Wherever you are, Mr Serling, I believe that I’m the Sterling,
Example of that “Twilight Zone” you used to rave about.
I’ve been pickin’ and a-grinnin’ 30 days without a day off.
I’ve given and forgiven till I’m afraid I’m plum give out.

I’m getting weirder by the minute,  From the things I ain’t been smoking,
And reality is blowing me away.
I’ve been searching for Me everywhere from Vegas to Hoboken,
So if you see me, kindly tell me I want that-a way.
You see, all my bread ain’t hardly done,  And if it were I’d still be one,
Brick short of the number it takes to make up a load.
My Hair just Died of jet lag and I’m zipped inside my hanging bag,
So check this bag to Nashville, Porter. Lord, I love the road!

I got Ptomain in a tavern down in Tucumcari, Tuesday,
And Wednesday I got welded to a socket on the wall,
Pluggin’ in my amplifier. The whole damn thing caught on fire!
Living better electrically ain’t where it’s at after all.

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