I'd be glad to tell you the storyAbout a solitary roadYou can't take nobody with youAnd you ain't coming back if you goIt's a highway teeming with blackjackOn every corner, young JezebelsWell, they say it can lead to salvationBut you won't be able to tell'Cause it's a solitary roadI was only a wandererA lonely child of circumstanceWhen I heard that nightingale calling meAnd he flew right into my handsWell, he told me they'd rise up against meAs it turned out, this was the caseI saw jackals roaming the valleysGrifters all over the placeSee, it's a solitary roadA kingdom lay high on the mountainI could see it through rain and snowMany had fallen in fields beside meAs I cross over every roadWhen I reached those gates of the cityI was trembling, I have to confessEyes of judgment lay heavy upon meThe red sun hung low in the westOn the solitary road
