This road I'm on is blacktop and gravel It's a faded blue line, this road I travel And it's a well worn path, it's a cold bar ditch It's a brakeman sleeping on a dead man's switch And I'm a rollin' faster Than a locomotive Tougher than the edge of the Rockies, Hotter than a smoking gun Ragged as the road I'm on This road I'm on has been cracked By the cold It's been scorched by the sun And searched by the soul And it's a working back breaking, It's a pick ax swinging It's steel wheels turning On steel rails singing This road lies ahead like life on a brush It's a virgin canvas free from human touch And it's ours for the taking or the leaving behind It's a ghost of the past with the future to find It's got me rollin' faster than a locomotive Tougher than the edge of the Rockies, Hotter than a smoking gun Ragged as the road It's got me rollin' faster than a locomotive Tougher than the edge of the Rockies, Hotter than a smoking gun Ragged as the road I'm on