White Line - Jonathan Edwards

Cold and lonely on the road

Lord, I wish I had a hole to climb in

Summer’s warm rain sure ain’t coming

So it seems to me I’m thumbing once again

Tired and hungry once again

The sleet keeps coming down on top of me

I wish to the Lord I had me a warm coat and a hat

So I could see

Standing by a midnight highway

Excuse me, sir, are you going my way?

On and on, the endless white line goes

You know that could’ve been me you’re listening to on your radio

I could’ve been warm inside of some place

Instead of standing here in the snow

Sunny days are what I pray for

Golden sunshine on my skin

Head on south to the Teton Mountains

Oh Lord, it seems to me I’m thumbing once again

Standing by a midnight highway

Excuse me, sir, are you going my way?

On and on, the endless white line goes

You know that could’ve been me you’re listening to on your radio

I could’ve been warm inside of some place

Instead of standing here in the snow

Standing by a midnight highway

Excuse me, sir, are you going my way?

On and on, the endless white line goes

On and on, the endless white line goes

On and on, the endless white line goes

On and on, the endless white line goes