Music: Frederick Kissinger
I gotta get outa here, got a long road aheada me. Drive through the night, to get to where I gotta be.
Hey, commin’ back ta you, cause ya see it’s just where I belong. Yeah, been a long, long time, since you been away with me, since you been alone with me.
Hey, commin’ back to you, it’s been such a long, long time. Yeah, what did you make of you when I was out working on the line.
Did hear somethin’ of a theater show, which you almost had the starring role. Then I heard a thing or two, of how you almost sold your soul.
But that’s no way to your goal, you just gotta play the role, don’t let low times take their toll.