Traveling Band 49 Winchester

Looking at life through a windshield
They say, "Oh, the places you must see"
But it's been an all-nighter
And the sun’s getting brighter
Gotta make it to the load-in by three
We see a whole lot of gas station bathrooms
And a whole lot of hotel pools
Putting miles on our boots
We ain't got no roots
We're just a bunch of honky tonkin’ fools

Hey, but that's life in a traveling band
And it made me who I am
Home's where my hat is
Anywhere that is
All over this great land
I've seen miles and miles of highways
Still, I gotta chase it while I still can
But that's my life
Playing in a traveling band

I could use a night's rest in my own bed
But I'm a thousand miles away
And I miss my dog and I miss my woman
But wе got shows to play
And I'm wishing I was fishing on Cherokee Lake
Jigging spoons off the Church Housе point
But we’re somewhere in the desert
Doing 80 on the highway
Headed for a honky tonk joint