It's a rough old road to travel

It's a rough old road to travel it's a mighty tough row to hoe
It's a rough old road to travel and that is why I'm traveling slow

I've walked the road at nighttime passed houses full of light
I've watched a young man bringing his girl home safe at night
And I felt that lonesome feeling as he kissed her at her door
And oh the all old mem'ries only make me miss you more

It's a rough old road to travel...

I've heard the night owl calling from a far off lonely hill
And I've heard him find his answer in a lonely whippoorwill
But I've never known a feeling that can leave you half as blue
As the kind you get from loving something that don't love you

It's a rough old road to travel...
That is why I'm traveling slow