Don't Lose My Trail के बोल

Don't Lose My Trail New York City leaving behind out the window drive Pennsylvania stop for a bite it's raining Christmas lights west of Roanoke Village Motel green all around the clerk is wasted turn the heat up high open the door and let the cool breeze in Jackie's got the bed I'm on the floor my eyes are open Nashville, Memphis, Arkansas a gambler died in Russellville no one knew his name but my dear grandma she's in heaven he's in hell the slums of New Mexico we pull in late at night no blanket on the bed and a cracked window I'm fully dressed and I'm awake all night Williams, Arizona's where I want to be for buckwheat pancakes and hot coffee serve 'em up fresh, serve 'em up hot we can make it to Los Angeles if we don't stop the desert drive goes on and on a trail of lights follows me back home I can count the stars when we make it there I hope to God you don't lose my trail love love