Roadhouse Lyrics

With the moon up above to light the way
The road goes on til the break of day
You can drive all night on gasoline and gin
Blacktop beneath the rolling wheels
Black dirt up in the cotton fields
Watching eyes that follow you on in

To the roadhouse, just across the county line
Come on down and leave your cares behind

It's a haunted shack with a hardwood floor
And a neon sign up above the door
And a jukebox loud enough to raise the dead
The sound of rock with a Southern beat
The scent of rot in the summer heat
Shadows falling on what lies ahead

From the roadhouse, just across the county line
Lose your blues just leave them behind