NICKEL PLATE ROAD

Me and my best friend bummin’ around
Trying to find hope in the cold, hard ground
Seems like trouble’s all we ever found
Came of age, went to work
Long hard days til our muscles hurt
How we were raised to make it work
Now there ain’t enough coffee to fill my cup
Man I think I’ve had enough

I’m leaving tomorrow and I won’t be back
Following that double track
Times are hard that’s the way things go
All along Nickel Plate Road

Come 5:15 we’ll turn back up
Dirty jeans and coughine dust
Shake it off and push it down
Cuz tonight we’re gonna paint this town
The kinda stuff that makes the world go ‘round
And keeps us all from breaking down
I loved you then and I love you still
Lord I think I’ve had my fill

I’m leaving tomorrow and I won’t be back
Following that double track
Times are hard that’s the way things go
All along Nickel Plate Road

I’m leaving tomorrow and I won’t be back
Following that double track
Times are hard that’s the way things go
All along Nickel Plate Road