“I’ll take one for me my friend,
And one for the road”
It’s always good to forget about
This heavy, heavy load
I get to stay a while in these
Backwater bars
Where no one knows my name it’s just me
And the beer in my jar
Sharing stories of older times
Of road river or air
It’s always good to be spending time
With the people who care
So easy to pour your heart to a stranger
But never to yourself
Then you’re up there with your bottle of Jack
Coming down from the same old shelf
So I’ll take one for the road my friend
And make my bed down there
I never asked for anything
So please don’t – don’t stop or stare
When the bottle’s empty and all that’s left is
A liquor drenched smile that became bereft
Doesn’t mean your heart is full
Just time to move on just like the rest
Sharing stories of older times
On road river or air
It’s always good to be spending time
With the people down there
Have you met my friend Bobby?
He’s a drifter just like me
He’s been gone since the winter
The winter of ’93
Now my glass is dry and I should go
To a place yet where I don’t know
It’s time again to get up but maybe
Just maybe One For The Road
Sharing stories of older times
Of road river or air
It’s been good to spend time
With the people who care
Sharing stories of older times
Of road river or air
It’s was always good to be spending time
With the people who care
“So I’ll take one for me my friend
And one for the road”
It’s always good to forget about
This heavy, heavy load
I got to stay a while in these
Backwater bars
Where no one knows my name it’s just me
And the beer in my jar