Goin' down the road, Lawd, Goin' down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody To help me carry this load. Road's in front o' me, Nothin' to do but walk. Road's in front o' me, Walk ... an' walk ... an' walk. I'd like to meet a good friend To come along an' talk. Hates to be lonely, Lawd, I hates to be sad. Says I hates to be lonely, Hates to be lonely an' sad, But ever' friend you finds seems Like they try to do you bad. Road, road, road, O! Road, road ... road ... road, road! Road, road, road, O! On the no'thern road. These Mississippi towns ain't Fit fer a hoppin' toad. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GUNS AS KEYS: AND THE GREAT GATE SWINGS by AMY LOWELL A WOMAN'S LAST WORD by ROBERT BROWNING BEPPO: A VENETIAN STORY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON LOVE-LILY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI PSALM 55 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A SONNET FOR THE EARTH by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS: BOOK 2. THE SECOND SONG by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |