Hey, it's good to see you, baby.
How long has it been?
It always feels like yesterday when I come walking in.
And there you are behind the bar,
serving drinks and smiling with your eyes.
When you notice me,
I feel that old familiar fire burning way down inside.
Last night I heard the Roadhouse Blues on my radio.
I thought about that night at my place under candle glow.
A bottle of wine lost track of time,
somehow we both wound up on the floor.
I was into wine and passion,
but you were into finding something more.
You were always searching for the man I'm never gonna be.
I was always chasing down the highway that led in front of me.
Well,
here you got a new man now,
and I hope he treats you good.
I hope he's doing for you all them little things that I never could.
Sometimes reality don't live up to my dreams.
This gypsy life of open roads ain't as easy as it seems.
Now and then,
I'm back again,
wondering if I ever should have gone.
But the choices that we make in life,
we gotta live with,
whether they're right or wrong.
You were always searching for the man I'm never gonna be.
I was always chasing down the highway that led in front of me.
Well,
here you got a new man now,
and I hope he treats you good.
I hope he's doing for you all them little things that I never could.
Well, no matter how hard I try,
it won't be long
before I'm saying goodbye,
yeah.