Walk down that lonesome road all by yourself Don't turn your head back over your shoulder And only stop to rest yourself when the silver moon Is shining high above the trees
If I had stopped to listen once or twice If I had closed my mouth and opened my eyes If I had cooled my head and warmed my heart I'd not be on this road tonight
Carry on Never mind feeling sorry for yourself It doesn't save you from your troubled mind
Walk down that lonesome road all by yourself Don't turn your head back over your shoulder And only stop to rest yourself when the silver moon Is shining high above the trees
