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Mountains rough this time of year

Close the highway down

They dont warn the town



And I've been fighting second gear

For fifteen miles or so

Trying to beat the angry snow



And I know every town worth passing through

But what good does knowing do

With no one to show it to



And I've grown tired of traveling alone

Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone

Won't you ride with me?



I've grown tired of traveling alone

Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone

Won't you ride with me?



Won't you ride?

Won't you ride?



I quit talking to myself

Listening to the radio

Long, long time ago

Damn near strangled by my appetite

Ybor City on a Friday night

Couldn't even stand up right 



So high the street girls wouldn't take my pay

They said come see me on a better day

She just danced away



And I've grown tired of traveling alone

Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone

Won't you ride with me?



I've grown tired of traveling alone

Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone

Won't you ride with me?



Won't you ride?

Won't you ride?


Paintin the outside lane I'm tired of answerin to myself

Hard like the rebuilt part I dont know how much it's got left

How much it's got left



I've grown tired of traveling alone

Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone

Won't you ride with me?



I've grown tired of traveling alone

Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone

Won't you ride with me?



Won't you ride?

Won't you ride?