That Lonesome Road

That lonesome road

Walk down that lonesome road

All by yourself.

Don't turn your head

Back over your shoulder,

And only stop to rest yourself

When the silver moon

Is shining high

Above the trees.

If I had stopped to listen once or twice,

If I had closed my mouth and opened my eyes,

If I had cooled my head and warmed my heart,

I'd not be on this road tonight.

Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on.

Never mind feeling sorry for yourself,

It doesn't save you from your troubled mind.

Walk down that lonesome road

All by yourself.

Don't turn your head

Back over your shoulder,

And only stop to rest yourself

When the silver moon

Is shining high

(Shining high)

Above the trees.