JCM Does One

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Mellencamp is due for another record. I so enjoyed the last one...No Better than This...and it was done simply...just him and the guitar mostly, or so it appeared...like this song for the strong lyrics as well as the sound of the narrator actually heading down the road. Gonna' see him in July...always a good show.


Coming Down the Road by John Mellencamp

Well I heard the bells of freedom once
As I was coming down the road
Coming down the road
And I followed that echo wherever it would go
As I was coming down the road
But there always seemed to be trouble in my path
I found my hands tied behind my back
As I was coming down the road
Coming down the road

Well I heard the truth call my name
As I was coming down the road
Coming down the road
And I followed that voice to the valley below
As I was coming down the road
And it took me down a path where I was lost all the time
I found some truth but it could never be mine
As I was coming down the road
Coming down the road

And I saw myself for a second as I really am
As I was coming down the road
And I had to look away in disbelief I suppose
As I was coming down the road
I caught a glimpse of myself as others see me
And I wasn’t the fella that I thought I’d be
As I was coming down the road
Coming down the road

I saw you out my window
As you were walking alone
Coming down the road
And I raised my hand as if to say hello
As I was coming down the road
But you didn’t wave back
You just walked on by
Alone by yourself
Till the day you die
And I guess the truth and freedom before us all are lies
Somewhere down the road
Somewhere down the road

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