I'm travellin' down the road
sellin' my stuff wherever I go
I'm good at it somethin' I do well
takes me to remote places
sometimes that little out of the way
still I enjoy it at the end of the road
just another room where I stay
the same girl with the same smile
the same innocent eyes asks:' will I stay
all night ' yes, it is I know what to expect
when I go up she's lying in my bed in
just another room a new mornin' arrives
she's gone happens all the time
I pay my bill hoot my horn leave
the place another day on the road
another day of what I do well
in the end just another room
where I rest well
where I rest well
(c) JR. 2016
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