Money Road

I was dreaming of the Tallahatchie Bridge A thousand miles from where we live But the long line at the pearly gate The keepers of our fate None of them will congregate Out on Money Road

A lonesome boy in a foreign land (Out on Money Road) And a voice we'll never understand (Out on Money Road) One lies in the Zion yard And one sleeps on the river bar Neither one got very far Out on Money Road Out on Money Road

I was dreaming about the deepest blue But what you seek is seeking you You can cross the bridge and carve your name But the river stays the same We left but never went away Out on Money Road Out on Money Road Out on Money Road Out on Money Road