I'm starting to see the forest for the trees In these made-in-China truck-stop shades it's looking good to me Heads or tails, flipping a dime Betting on FDR to get it right half of the time Every night I step out On this beat-up weathered stage. Singing about my checkered past And how my soul got saved Throwing up a peace sign Let the music play Somewhere down the road Another shot of Jack A little Fleetwood Mac Shining like polished custom chrome on a '69 Cadillac Gotta play it smooth A real six-string groove Like a sunburst jumbo 45, I ain't got nothing to prove Every night I step out On this beat-up weathered stage Singing about my checkered past And how my soul got saved Throwing up a peace sign Let the music play Somewhere down the road Somewhere down the road I got a gamblers grin It feels good to win I'm gonna kiss the dice And let 'em fly And then do it all over again Every night I step out On this beat-up weathered stage Singing about my checkered past And how my soul got saved Throwing up a peace sign Let the music play Marching to my own beat Leading the parade Somewhere down the road Somewhere down the road Somewhere down the road