The moon she lays low tonight
I pray for morning light
With bloody palms and muddy jeans
The mountain mourns the travel weeps

And you claim to be the highway kind but you could take the hard road again

Spring's gone season change
Shyanne calls my name
And I get up on westbound train
Drags me through the summer rain

Oh and you may have your reasons but you could take the hard road again

And money comes and money goes
Dirty thing we all own
I threw my wallet in the fire
Some folks think that I'm a liar

From what I gather you're a fool and you could take the hard road again

And this valley will keep me clean
City lights bring me grief
Oh I've done things that I ain't proud of I should be in jail or in the ground

And you can worry wrong and right and I will take the hard road again

If you I love is why I'm here for times of war and times of tears
I never cared for life too much oh it's too much blood and not enough guts

Oh and you can wish on starry nights and I will take the hard road again
Oh and you can worry wrong and right and I will take the hard road again