Sometimes the road is too long You meet all kinds of people
Some of them cast no shadow They have no reflections
Take a look in your photobook I'm not there anymoreI was a traveling salesman
I got lost on the backroads
Fell in with a crowd of drifters.Sometimes the sun is too bright And it burns you like acid
You get to love driving at night The moon is so close you can kiss it
I used to remember you smiling and waving
I don't think I can anymoreI was a traveling salesman
I got lost on the backroads
Fell in with a crowd of drifters.We come, unnoticed, at sundown At the start of a blackout
We set bonfires all over town And it's over by morning
Sometimes we bring the rat and the wolf And sometimes the worm
I was a traveling salesman
I got lost on the backroads
Fell in with a crowd of drifters.
