"Ode To The Road" lyrics - LARRY GATLIN

I'm afraid I'm just a figment of my own imagination
'Cause only someone just like me could me
Could ever dream me up.

I'm a fourteen caret Coo Coo living color animation
A cross between a silver chalice and a dixie cup
Where ever you are Mr. Serling,
I believe that I'm a sterling example of the Twilight Zone
You used to rave about.
I've been a pickin and a grinnin,
Thirty days without a day off
I've givin and I've givin, till I'm afraid I've plumb give out.

I'm gettin weirder by the minute, from the things I ain't been smoking
And reality is blowing me away
I've been searchin' for me everywhere
From Vegas to Hoboken
And if you see me kindly tell me I went thataway
You see all my bread ain't hardly done,
And if it were I'd still be one
Brick shy of a number, it takes to make up a load
My hair just died of jet lag,
And I'm zipped inside my hangin bag
So check this bag to Nashville porter
Lord, I love the road

I got tomaine in a bar down in Tucumcari Tuesday
And on Wednesday I got welded to a socket on the wall
Plugging in my amplifier, the whole darn thing caught on fire
Living better electrically ain't where it's at after all

I'm gettin weirder by the minute, from the things I ain't been smoking
And reality is blowing me away
I've been searchin' for me everywhere
From Vegas to Hoboken
And if you see me kindly tell me I went thataway
You see all my bread ain't hardly done,
And if it were I'd still be one
Brick shy of a number, it takes to make up a load
My hair just died of jet lag,
And I'm zipped inside my hangin bag
So check this bag to Nashville porter
Lord, I love the road