James Woods
Storm is on the highway
Ridin’ with the dog
Black clouds in the rear-view
My mind’s in a fog
I flip on the wipers
Fingers so numb
It’s not where I’m runnin’ to
It’s what I’m runnin’ from
Crash now of thunder
Oh, the danger is nigh
As bolts of lightnin’
Rip through the sky
Pedal to the metal
Like a runaway train
Dog is howlin’
Funnel on the plain
Twister is lurking
And death is closing in
Sooner or later
You gotta pay for your sins
Hail like gunshots
Snappin’ on the roof
If God you ever doubted
Well, here is your proof
They say the Devil’s beatin’ his wife
So don’t you give me no flak
Yeah, I’m on a mission, baby
I’m on the road back
White line fever
Rollin’ through my brain
Life in the city
Is nothin’ but pain
Cuttin’ through the cornfields
Shotgun in the rack
Wait for me, darlin’
I’m on the road back
So turn your face into the sun
It’s your own shadow you must shun
Life is but a precious coin
Make sure you spend it well
Take the road to Heaven, son
Don’t take the road to Hell
Like a diamond bullet to the brain
It’s with you, my son, I share this refrain
And when you’re lost in sorrow
And life is racked with pain
Don’t wait until tomorrow
To find your peace again
When you feel in your heart you’re about to crack
Jump on that highway and take the road back
Weather the storm
Don’t be afraid
The Fates and the Heavens cannot be delayed
Jump on that highway and let the thunder crack
Be a man, my son, and take the road back
Yeah, be a man, my son, and take the road back
Be a man, my son, and take the road back
Be a man, my son, and take the road back
Take the road back
Take the road back
Take the road back
Take the road back
Take the road back
Take the road back
James Woods