THE ROAD THAT GETS YOU THERE
MAB/Nelson/Nelson/Summer
4-1-04
Snowed out in Chicago, Airport all shut down
Bob don’t think he’ll make that sale in Santa Fe
Grabs for his last cigarette, curses his bad luck
When an old man with a lighter stops to say
Don’t matter where you’re going cause as far as I can see
“Son it will stop snowing and you’re right where you should be”
(Chorus)
LIFE’S NOT A RACE, THAT YOU CAN WIN
WE’LL NEVER BE IN THIS PLACE AGAIN
TAKE IT AS IS, ENJOY THE RIDE
YOU’RE GONNA GET THERE IN GOOD TIME
LIFE’S A CELEBRATIONS MEANT TO BE SHARED
IT’S NOT THE DESTINATION,
THE ROAD THAT GETS YOU THERE
Driving down to Grandma’s with his anxious little boy
Two hours down three more of them to go
Bob’s restless son is tired for sitting still so long
He wants to run and play and tells him so
Says Daddy are we there yet, one too many times
Bob just laugh’s to himself, and gives his son advice
(Chorus)