Words and Music by Bob Seger

Southern sun
Ridin' high
Winter nights
Warm and dry
You've earned your space buddy
You've done your time
How come you've got no
Peace of mind

Lots of work
Everywhere
Lots of money honey
Gettin' your share
The folks back home say
They'd love to be in your shoes so
How come you've got those
Boomtown blues

Words and Music by Bob Seger

Passed the old church on the edge of town
Trailways bus was right on time
Passed your uncle's store on main street
His old truck was parked outside
Everything seemed so much larger then
This old town has hardly grown
Has it really been ten long years
Now you're finally comin' home

Comin' home
You've been gone so very long
Comin' home

There's a highway

A lonesome stretch of gray

It runs between us

And takes me far away

Out in the distance

Always within reach

There's a crossroad

Where all the victims meet

I close my eyes

And see her face

It' all I want to see

And deep inside

It still amazes me

Even now

She's all that I want

She's all that I need

Even now

She's givin' it all

Words and Music by Bob Seger

There's a house behind a house
There's a dream behind a dream
There's a heart outside a heart
There's a hope behind a hope

When two people know that it's time to go
When do they give in
At what point in time do they really find
They must let it end

Lonely faces everywhere
Watch them starin' at their hands
As the walls keep closin' in

Words and Music by Bob Seger

When your baby up and leaves you
Up and leaves you flat
Don't you laugh my friend sometimes it happens just like that
First you feel the anger then the sorrow will soon take control
And there'll be hard times for sure
Long cold lonely nights

It might not sound like much
But it'll mean a lot you'll see
Every hour you survive will come to be

Words and Music by Bob Seger

There's a distant sound to the outward bound
On a lonesome windy night
A restless sigh as it fades away
A longing at first light
There's a sad resolve that it's all gone wrong
Yet before you turn to go
It comes to you
It's really true
It's your love that's last to know

Well we take our time we're polite and kind

Words and Music by Bob Seger

The big line moved one mile an hour
So loud it really hurt
The big line moved so loud
It really hurt
Back in '55
We were makin' thunderbirds

We filled conveyors
We met production
Foremen didn't waste words
We met production
Foremen didn't waste words
We were young and proud
We were makin' thunderbirds

We were makin' thunderbirds

Took a look down a westbound road,
right away I made my choice
Headed out to my big two-wheeler,
I was tired of my own voice
Took a bead on the northern plains
and just rolled that power on

Twelve hours out of Mackinaw City
stopped in a bar to have a brew
Met a girl and we had a few drinks
and I told her what I'd decided to do
She looked out the window a long long moment

Words and Music by Rodney Crowell

Until you've been beside a man
You don't know what he wants
You don't know if he cries at night
You don't know if he don't
When nothin comes easy
Old nightmares are real
Until you' ve been beside a man
You don't know how he feels

Once inside a woman's heart
A man must keep his head
Heaven opens up the door