The Road Must Eventually Lead

All He Needed Was A Wheel In His Hand And Four On The Road.

My Shoes Are Clean From Walking In The Rain.

The Cowboy Music Twanged In The Roadhouse And Carried Across The Fields, All Sadness. It Was All Right With Me. I Kissed My Baby And We Put Out The Lights.

My Eyes Were Glued On Life And They Were Full Of Tears.

I'll Go To The South Of Sicily In The Winter, And Paint Memories Of Arles – I'll Buy A Piano And Mozart Me That – I'll Write Long Sad Tales About People In The Legend Of My Life – This Part Is My Part Of The Movie, Let's Hear Yours