Steven A. Jent

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One for the Road

I canít believe Iíve killed another night in this damn bar.

Iíll have one for the road, and then Iím gonna look for my car.

That guy in the mirror doesnít know this face he sees.

Canít a man finish his drink in peace?

Hell, no, you ainít takiní my keys.


Give me one for the road.

Donít say I canít have any more.

Pour me one for the road.

Iíve always made it home before.


When I was a young man, I thought Iíd make it to the top.

Then my troubles began, and they just never seemed to stop.

My life ainít turniní out the way I thought it would be.

All my dreams are just a memory.

Everything happens to me.


Give me one for the road.

This ainít what I deserve.

I need one for the road

Just to steady my nerve.


I smoked too many cigarettes and drank too much booze.

But look at me now, and tell me what Iíve got to lose.

Today is hopeless, and the future donít look so sweet.

But I can tell myself Iíve got it beat

When Iím out on the street.


Give me one for the road.

Nobody cares how I feel.

But I still own the road

When Iím behind the wheel.


Give me one for the road.

Donít worry, Iíll be all right.

But if youíre on the road,

You better drive real careful tonight.



All words and music copyright © 1975Ė2011 Steven A. Jent