Never been to Cleveland when the sun was shining
Even when it shines it looks like rain
Oh god, on the road again
People say that I've adjusted well to travelling
Still I'm feeling homesick now and then
Oh god, on the road again
In-between the road signs and the white lines
And all of the comforts of home
In-between the road signs and the white lines
A-singing the road sign white line song
I'm singing won't you sing along
I'm singing won't you sing along
I'm singing won't you sing along
Never been to Cleveland when the sun was shining
Even when it shines it looks like rain
Oh god, on the road again
I don't live in New York City anymore
But it's still close enough to home to be a friend
Oh god, on the road again
In-between the road signs and the white lines
And all of the comforts of home
In-between the good times and the sad lines
And all of the comforts of home
All of the comforts of home