Nowhere Left To Turn
© 2018
Author: Herb Hartley
he wonders what went wrong
he blinked and it all was gone
living life and playing in a band
had a kid when he was 20
figured he be rich and one day
he could buy that big old mansion on a hill

there's a cold wind blowing on the highway tonight
no place warm to lay his head until the morning light
no rest for the weary that's what he's heard people say
one day he hopes to make it home, there's no where left to turn


there is no money in the bank
and just a dollar in his hand
chasing dreams that disappear just like the shifting sand
worn out coat against the cold rain
living in the past where he's been
standing right beside the fortune and the fame

there's a cold wind blowing on the highway tonight
no place warm to lay his head until the morning light
no rest for the weary that's what he's heard people say
one day he hopes to make it home, there's no where left to turn

he's just a free spirit living day to day
he wouldn't have it any other way

there's a cold wind blowing on the highway tonight
no place warm to lay his head until the morning light
no rest for the weary that's what he's heard people say
one day he hopes to make it home, there's no where left to turn