Cry On The Shoulder Of The Road — текст песни (mcbride martina)

I`m rolling out of Bakersfield
My own private hell on wheels
But this time I`m gone for good
And I`ve never gone this far before
Beyond the slamming of the back screen door
But you never loved me like you should
Chorus:
And there ain`t no telling what I`ll find
But I might as well move down the line
There`s no comfort here in your zip code
I`d rather break down on the highway
With no one to share my load
And cry on the shoulder of the road
It makes me feel a little low
Steel guitar on the radio
And it`s kinda scary the way these truckers fly
So this how leaving feels
Drinking coffee and making deals with the One above
To get me though the night
Repeat Chorus
`Cause there ain`t no telling what I`ll find