Josh Abbott Band - Somewhere down the road

I'm starting to see the forest for the trees
In these made-in-China truck-stop shades it's looking good to me
Heads or tails, flipping a dime
Betting on FDR to get it right half of the time

Every night I step out
On this beat-up weathered stage
Singing about my checkered past
And how my soul got saved
Throwing up a peace sign
Let the music play
Somewhere down the road

Another shot of Jack
A little Fleetwood Mac
Shining like polished custom chrome on a '69 Cadillac
Gotta play it smooth
A real six-string groove
Like a sunburst jumbo 45, I ain't got nothing to prove

Every night I step out
On this beat-up weathered stage
Singing about my checkered past
And how my soul got saved
Throwing up a peace sign
Let the music play
Somewhere down the road
Somewhere down the road

I got a gamblers grin
It feels good to win
I'm gonna kiss the dice
And let 'em fly
And then do it all over again

Every night I step out
On this beat-up weathered stage
Singing about my checkered past
And how my soul got saved
Throwing up a peace sign
Let the music play
Marching to my own beat
Leading the parade
Somewhere down the road
Somewhere down the road
Somewhere down the road