Lyrics

8. Doomed to Ride

I’ve seen the sunrise every morning from the road
Down desert valleys up the mountains in the snow
Through every truck stop, motel, diner, railroad
I’m for sale at every and any crossroad

Think I’m gonna stay out here
I was born to disappear

I’m doomed to die here
Howling at the moon
Why won’t you come and ride dear
On the road from July until June

Won’t take no husband, have no children of my own
Threw out my watch cause I’m never in the same time zone

Think I’m gonna stay out here
I was born to disappear

I’m doomed to die here
Howling at the moon
Why won’t you come and ride dear
On the road from July until June