where do i go from here a trucker s song

Alan Jackson

Well I came from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee
I m goin to Louisiana
My true love for to see

It rained all night the day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze to death
Suzanna don t you cry

I got a long way to go
I sure feel it now deep down in these dusty clothes
Through another town backed up with capricious souls
I got a long way to go

I got a lot left to say
To the empty seat that stood beside me
through the fray
Through the midnight moon
Saw fit to light my way
Got a lot left to say

But where do I go from here
When I m lost out on the road
The way s not clear
To find my way back home
I need to hear
The only voice that leads me on
So I can find my way back to you

I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I thought I saw Suzanna
Comin down the hill

The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
Says I m comin from the south
Suzanna don t you cry

Where do I go from here
When I m lost out on the road
And the way s not clear
To find my way back home
I need to hear
The only voice that leads me on
So I can find my way back to you

Soon we ll be in New Orleans
Then I ll look around
And when I find Suzanna
I ll fall down on the ground

And if I do not find her
Then I should surely die
And when I m dead and buried
Suzanna don t you cry