Cry On The Shoulder Of The Road Lyrics - Wild Angels - Martina Mcbride

I'm rollin' out of Bakersfield 

My own private hell on wheels 

But this time 

I'm gone for good 

I've never gone this far before 

Beyond the slammin' of the back screen door 

But you never loved me 

Like you should 

And there ain't no tellin' what I'll find 

But I might as well move down the line 

'Cuz there's no comfort here in your zip code 

I'd rather break down on the highway 

With no one to share my load 

Cry on the shoulder of the road 

It makes me feel a little low 

Steel guitar on the radio 

And it's kinda scary 

The way these truckers fly 

So this is how leavin' feels 

Drinking coffee and making deals 

With the one above 

To get me through the night 

'Cuz there ain't no tellin' what I'll find 

But I might as well move down the line 

'Cuz there's no comfort here in your zip code 

I'd rather break down on the highway 

With no one to share my load 

Cry on the shoulder of the road