Raven Storme - The Road Remembers

There's an old road outside of town... nobody thinks twice drivin' over it... but somebody's hands laid every stone. He got thirty days for stealin' bread, He got thirty days for stealin' bread, Road don't care what's in a hungry man's head. Thirty days. For bread. Lord. Pound that rock 'til his hands don't feel no more, Pound that rock 'til his hands don't feel no more, Chained to a debt he never made, chained to the law I keep thinkin' about his hands. What they looked like after. Wrote a woman love notes on a borrowed page, Wrote a woman love notes on a borrowed page, Prayed he'd come home a better man, prayed away the rage. I hope to God she waited. Some debts don't never get repaid. Not really. Not even by a song. He built the road that carried other men to town, He built the road that carried other men to town, Never got a stone with his own name carved down. Pound that rock, pound that rock, still a hungry heart could beat, Pound that rock, pound that rock, Lord, love made the hard road sweet That's all I got for you, stranger. Just this song, and a road that won't forget. Every road somebody built led back to a door... Lord, led back to a door... That's the only reason I'm singin' anymore... The only reason, the only reason...