I’m starting to see the forest for the trees
In these made-in-China truck-stop shades it’s looking good to me
Heads or tails, flipping a dime
Betting on FDR to get it right half of the time
Every night I step out
On this beat-up weathered stage
Singing about my checkered past
my saved
a sign
the play
the road
Another of Jack
Mac
chrome on a ’69 Cadillac
it smooth
real groove
Like a jumbo 45, I ain’t to prove
Every night I step out
On this beat-up weathered stage
Singing about my checkered past
my saved
a sign
the play
the road
the road
I a gamblers grin
It good to win
I’m gonna kiss the dice
let ’em fly
then do it all again
Every night I step out
On this beat-up weathered stage
Singing about my checkered past
my saved
a sign
the play
Marching to my beat
Leading the parade
the road
the road
the road
I’m starting to see the forest for the trees
In these made-in-China truck-stop shades it’s looking good to me
Heads or tails, flipping a dime
Betting on FDR to get it right half of the time
Every night I step out
On this beat-up weathered stage
Singing about my checkered past
my saved
a sign
the play
the road
Another of Jack
Mac
chrome on a ’69 Cadillac
it smooth
real groove
Like a jumbo 45, I ain’t to prove
Every night I step out
On this beat-up weathered stage
Singing about my checkered past
my saved
a sign
the play
the road
the road
I a gamblers grin
It good to win
I’m gonna kiss the dice
let ’em fly
then do it all again
Every night I step out
On this beat-up weathered stage
Singing about my checkered past
my saved
a sign
the play
Marching to my beat
Leading the parade
the road
the road
the road
