Steve's Last Ramble

(albüm: Transcendental Blues - 2000)

I'm thinking 'bout giving up this rambling round
Hanging up my highway shoes
Lately when I walk they make a hollow sound
And they carry me away from you
Every night I lay my body down
My empty arms just leave me blue
So I'm thinking 'bout giving up this rambling 'round
And find my way back home to you

I have always been the traveling kind
A million miles behind me now
I kept on following that thin white line
But now I want to turn around
I only lived to hear that highway sound
High and lonesome low and blue
Now I'm thinking 'bout giving up this rambling 'round
And find my way back home to you

So say goodbye to all my rambling pals
Ol' Highway Dave and Southside Sue
I don't believe they'll miss me anyhow
What's one less wayward soul or two
Down the road they'll pass the jug around
And they'll sing them lonesome highway blues
But me I'm thinking 'bout giving up this rambling 'round
And find my way back home to you