Mountains rough this time of year close the highway down

They don't warn the town and I've been fighting second gear

For fifteen miles or so Trying to beat the angry snow

And I know every town worth passing through

But what good does knowing do With no one to show it to

And I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me?

Won't you ride? Won't you ride?

I quit talking to myself, Listening to the radio, Long long time ago

Damn near strangled by my appetite

Ybor City on a Friday night, Couldn't even stand up right

So high the street girls wouldn't take my pay

They said come see me on a better day, She just danced away

And I've grown tired of traveling alone, Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone, Won't you ride with me?

I've grown tired of traveling alone, Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone, Won't you ride with me?

Won't you ride? Won't you ride?

Painting the outside lane I'm tired of answering to myself

Heart like a rebuilt part I don't know how much it's got left

How much it's got left

I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me?

I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone

I've grown tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me?

Won't you ride? Won't you ride?