(Jim Quealy/Gullbergh )

I still hear that old radio
Playing highway songs
One for every city
With you singing right along

I’ll never drive a lonely road
Traveling near and far
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
There you are

New York to San Francisco
Every stop so clearly planned
Down the coast of California
Back across this Promised Land

I’ll never drive a lonely road
Traveling near and far
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
There you are

In the blink of an eye we came of age,
You moved south, down Louisville way
I heard the news ‘bout you
I was living in LA
Yeah, you were reckless but I blame a twist of fate
And that cold Kentucky rain
What else could I blame

Now I’m pulling out of Bowling Green
Heading on up to Maine
I’ll soon pass by the widow’s curve
And the cross that bears your name

But you know, I never drive a lonely road
As I travel near and far, cause
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
Baby there you are