Drinking black coffee in a little motel lobby Waiting on the band to come down I've been traveling across Texas In an old station wagon, dragging a trailer around I do the driving, they do the drinking That's how I keep us alive We played a good show last night in Waco But we still got an eight-hour drive If I ever get old, I'll still love the road Still love the way that it winds When the last song's been played I'll look back and say I sure had a beautiful time We're packed up and rolling Who cares where we're going The radio's playing sweet country sounds Got the sun on my skin, my hair's in the wind And all of the windows roll down If I ever get old, I'll still love the road Still love the way that it winds When the last song's been played I'll look back and say I sure had a beautiful time They're having a party in the Black Sea, World War II Looks like they're all out of beer Been laughing at good jokes, rolling the good smoke Why don't you all pass that one up here If I ever get old, I'll still love the road Still love the way that it winds When the last song's been played I'll look back and say I sure had a beautiful time I sure had a beautiful time I sure had a beautiful time I sure had a beautiful time