Ronnie's Blog

When I go, I go alone
There ain’t no one ever looking out for me
Just the sun, my own lean shadow
And the wind out among the trees

Home, it’s far beyond long lost horizons
Home I’ll never see
For I’ll be a prisoner of the road
And I hold no key that will ever set me free

Most humbly on my bending knee
I’m begging you to help me, please
For I’m a prisoner of the road
And I hold no key, I hold no key that will ever set me free