All Roads Lead To Roam

Mother Road I have followed you.
All of my days you have been true.
You are an endless ribbon of black.
And you have always took me back.

You draw me in in-climate weather.
Your coercion is light as a feather.
Your kisses are as the morning dew.
I always smile when I think of you.

Your path is tangled as green vine.
Your crossroads are friends of mine.
Your journey always intermingle me.
Your temptation fondly sets me free.

I learned early to wear good shoes.
Cars pass me by, I get the blues.
But their journey led them away.
My path was many times to stray.

Mother Road, I blow you a kiss.
For the paths I may have missed.
I can see you from my little home.
Now I know all roads lead to roam.