I wanna put the band back together
For human hearts write fairy tales for free
So dust off all your denim and your leather
Like Andy said, the birds will fall from trees
Tommy worked at Harry's helicopters
Fixing choppers for the man
In borrowed boots, we slid downstairs
Bled icy hoots of never-caring-laughter
So brush your pretty hair ('cause you'll lose it, don't you know?)
And make your little bed (for your girlfriend Judy Rose)
You'll never be alone if you're always on, always on the road
I wanna put the band back together (always on the road)
Press some discs and 45s and pins (please, please come on home)
So dust off all your denim and your leather (always on the road)
And go on singing naughty through the wind
The broken rings collected there
Such smoky things we breathed out every night
The river rose while we came down
With bloody noses running on her gown
So brush your pretty hair ('cause you'll lose it, don't you know?)
And make your little bed (for your girlfriend Judy Rose)
You'll never be alone if you're always on, always on the road
Oh, let's try to put the band back together (always on the road)
For those human hearts write fairy tales for free (please, please come on home)
We'll pick a fight and argue about weather (always on the road)
Andy said we'd be forever free