Hard Road Songtext
von Rod Stewart
Hard Road Songtext
My mama and papa told me, "Son, that you′re just a fool"
When I told 'em I was leaving home
I was leaving school
Yeah, yeah
So then in a couple of hours I found myself
Heading down that southbound road
With everything I owned on my back
I carried such a heavy load
And it′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
And it′s a hard, hard road down the line
Well, I wanna tell you friends that it′s good to be a travelling man
'Cause I′m doing what I want to, living just the best that I can
Nobody putting rings around my neck
To put me in a pigeonhole
I've got my dog and my radio
To listen to some rock ′n' roll
And it′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
And it′s a hard, hard road down the line, yeah
Nobody gonna put things ′round my neck
Camping, can't go jumping out there
Nobody gonna put things ′round my neck
Or find me no pigeonhole
I've got my dog and my radio
To listen to some rock ′n' roll, now listen
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
And it's a hard, hard road down the line, yeah
Get out of here
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
When I told 'em I was leaving home
I was leaving school
Yeah, yeah
So then in a couple of hours I found myself
Heading down that southbound road
With everything I owned on my back
I carried such a heavy load
And it′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
And it′s a hard, hard road down the line
Well, I wanna tell you friends that it′s good to be a travelling man
'Cause I′m doing what I want to, living just the best that I can
Nobody putting rings around my neck
To put me in a pigeonhole
I've got my dog and my radio
To listen to some rock ′n' roll
And it′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
And it′s a hard, hard road down the line, yeah
Nobody gonna put things ′round my neck
Camping, can't go jumping out there
Nobody gonna put things ′round my neck
Or find me no pigeonhole
I've got my dog and my radio
To listen to some rock ′n' roll, now listen
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
And it's a hard, hard road down the line, yeah
Get out of here
It′s a hard, hard road that I travel down the line
It's a hard, hard road that I travel
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