Lone Road

[Chorous] Just me and my harmonica, walking down this dusty road, In the heat of the day, with nowhere to go. With every note I play, the troubles on my soul unload, On this scorching, cruel, lone, lone road [Bridge] In the shimmering heat, and the dust swirling 'round, I find peace in the melody, where freedom's found. With each breath I take, and each note I blow, I'm guided by the music, down this lone road I go. [Chorous] Just me and my harmonica, walking down this dusty road, In the heat of the day, with nowhere to go. With every note I play, the troubles on my soul unload, On this scorching, cruel, lone, lone road [Outro] As the sun dips low and the shadows grow long, I'll keep on walking, singing my song. With the echoes of my harmonica fading in the night, I'll find my peace, beneath the starry light. On this scorching, cruel, lone, lone road, I'll keep on journeying, wherever it may unfold.