Yeah, the roads are right tonite They are twisting And my mouth is dry Like cool air inside Maybe I worry Do things in a hurry And follow the dust Of people like new There's people like me And people like you Yeah, the roads are right tonite They are turning And I know that deep inside the pines An answer is lurking And maybe I worry Do things in a hurry And follow the dust Of people like new There's people like me And people like you