The Long Way Home

I couldn't think up words without thinking of music.
These words were written to the music of one of my favorite songs:
The Gambler, sung by Kenny Rogers.
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"The Long Way Home"


In rainy autumn twilight, in a brand new shiny Caddy,
Charly took the long way, when he was goin' home.
The singing and the signing, had drained away his spirit
Ev'ry hour, ev'ry city, his loneliness had grown

All his fans a-screamin', and all the spotlights beamin',
Didn't mean a thing when he was tired to the bone
The tour was fin'ly over, and he was headin' home now,
To the prettiest little place that he had ever known.

The old cabin waited, in the darkness on the hillside,
For him to put his key in, and open up the door
There'd be no welcome supper, and no sound of laughter,
But he recalled a time when there'd been so much more.


[CHORUS]
The road of life is always changing, always rearranging.
You never know,
the way to go;
you're always on your own.

Yes, life's a lonely highway, a twisting, winding byway,
And who knows where you'll end up,
When you take the long way home.


Up around the corner, the driver of a big rig
Was thinkin' 'bout his paycheck, when he lost control.
Charly saw him comin', high beams just like spotlights,
Greed and rain-slicked highway, claimed another soul.

Charly's spirit rose up, all the way to Heaven
Through the golden gateway, into a light so pure.
He saw his family waitin', his sweetheart came to meet him,
He'll write tender love songs and sing them just for her.

[CHORUS]