I

saw

the

same

old

streets

for

far

too

lo-

ng

I

put

the

rub-

ber

on

the

road

I

left

it

all

be-

hind

And

now

paid

with

me-

mo-

ries

Those

streets

are

long

since

gone

Rub-

ber

on

the

road

and

the

blood

in-

side

And

I've

been

a-

round

this

land

of

op-

por-

tu-

ni-

ty

The

road

is

hard

and

it

don't

of-

fer

up

im-

mu-

ni-

ty

I've

rode

this

count-

ry

hard,

from

sea

to

shin-

ing

sea

I've

shared

a

dance

with

La-

dy

Li-

ber-

ty

I

broke

down

des-

pite

my

pra-

yers

Full

tilt

and

half

the

way

The

rub-

ber

on

the

road

and

the

blood

in-

side

But

I ain't

got

far

to

go

I'll

leave

'er

where

she

lay

Keep

the

rub-

ber

on

the

road

and

the

blood

in-

side

Сause

wealth

of

mat-

ter

has

ne-

ver

made

much

sense

to

me

And

It's

bought

a

lot

of

souls

and

ne-

ver

has

it

set

one

free

I

shed

a

cou-

ple

tears

and

ne-

ver

did

I

grieve

I

walked

a-

way

and

left

the

keys

And

I'll

ketch

me

the

mid-

night

ghost

We'll

roll

down

that

Wes-

tern

Coast

Fields

of

green

Va-

lleys

of

wine

St.

The-

re-

sa,

don't

you

wor-

ry

We'll

make

it

on

time

We're

there

be-

fore

we

kn-

ow

Just

watch

this

Grey

Ghost

go

Steel

on

the

tracks

and

the

ham-

mer

down

Things

used

to

move

so

slow

These

days

it's

roll

man

roll

Steel

on

the

tracks

and

the

ham-

mer

down

And

it's

bound

to

take

it's

toll

Ou-

t

runn-

in'

wild

and

liv-

in'

free

And

I've

done

some

grow-

ing

up

But

I

ne-

ver

lost

the

child

in

me

We're

toss-

in'

dice

at

things

That

might

not

e-

ver

be

All

just

to

see

what

I

can

see

And

I'll

ketch

me

the

mid-

night

ghost

We'll

roll

down

that

Wes-

tern

Coast

Fields

of

green

Va-

lleys

of

wine

St.

The-

re-

sa,

don't

you

wor-

ry

We'll

make

it

on

time

Well

I

know

that

it

can't

last

Some-

day

this

ride

will

stall

Rub-

ber

on

the

road

and

the

blood

in-

side

'Cause

e-

ven

migh-

ty

mo-

un-

tains

Some-

day

might

crum-

ble

and

fall

Keep

the

rub-

ber

on

the

road

and

the

blood

in-

side

Find-

ing

out

the

hard

way

Don't

leave

school

with

much

va-

li-

di-

ty

And

liv-

in'

hand

to

mouth

Don't

leave

room

for

much

no-

bi-

li-

ty

We

know

the

end

is

near

But

not

when

it

will

be

Or

is

it

close

e-

nough

to

see

And

I'll

ketch

me

the

mid-

night

ghost

We'll

roll

down

that

West-

ern

Coast

Fields

of

green

Car-

mel

wine

St.

The-

re-

sa,

don't

you

wor-

ry

St.

The-

re-

sa,

don't

you

wor-

ry

St.

The-

re-

sa,

don't

you

wor-

ry

We'll

make

it

on

time