Testo A Road Song

We're still in Wisconsin as far as I know.
Today was Green Bay and tomorrow Chicago.
Wish I was lying, but there isn't much to report.
My phone is dying, so I've got to keep it short.

I just wanted to say hey
I've benn writing you a road song.
It's a cliché, but hey that doesn't make it so wrong.
And in between the stops at the Cracker Barrel
and forty movies with Will Ferrell,
I need some way to occupy my time;
so I'm wrnting you a road song
I sure hope you don't mind.

I bought you a light blue T-shirt last nigt
from some band I couldn't stad
but their logo's alright.
Some kid threw a bottle on stage,
he had an arm like a pro.
I know it's getting late,
I guess I should let you go.
But did I happen to say hey?
I've been writing you a road song.
Don't run away, 'cause hey,
I promise it won't be too long.
I know it's not what you call necessary
and I know that I'm no Steve Perry,
but even if you roll your eyes and groan,
I'm still writint you a road song
that you can call your own.