Lyric

Through the wild and winding country roads

Passing so many clumsy billboards

Driving my shabby dusty blue Honda-Z

Driving down to where you're waiting for me

The sceneries are almost the same

As in a several hours bore some game

From my jacket pocket picking up to the Malboro

Everything is gonna be OK tomorrow

I'm on my way back to you

Gonna be right back to you

I'm on my way back to you

Gonna be right back to you

As soon as I can I'll be back to you my love

To your arms

To your voice

And to your shining eyes

Thunderhead is over the mountain

Soon we will get a shower of heavy rain

It's just I'm tracing the road to the west

Without a single pulling over to take a rest

The sceneries are almost the same

As in a several hours bore some game

From my jacket pocket picking up to the Malboro

Everything is gonna be OK tomorrow

I'm on my way back to you

Gonna be right back to you

I'm on my way back to you

Gonna be right back to you

As soon as I can I'll be back to you my love

To your arms

To your voice

And to your shining eyes