Hard Road - Rod Stewart

My mama 'n' papa told me, «Son, that you’re just a fool»

When I told 'em I was leaving home, I was leaving school, yeah, yeah

So then in a couple of hours I found myself

Heading down that southbound road

With everything I owned on my back

I carried such a heavy load, yeah

And it’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel down the line

And it’s a hard, hard road down the line

Well I wanna tell ya friends

That it’s good to be a travelling man

'Cause I’m doing what I want to

Living just the best that I can

Nobody putting rings around my neck

To put me in a pigeon hole

I’ve got my dog and my radio

To listen to some rock 'n' roll

And it’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel down the line

And it’s a hard, hard road down the line, yeah

Nobody gonna put things 'round my neck

Or buy me no pigeon hole

I’ve got my dog and my radio

To listen to some rock 'n' roll, now listen

And it’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel down the line

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel down the line, woo

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel

It’s a hard, hard road that I travel down the line

And it’s a hard, hard road down the line, yeah

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