Forever, forever, the road goes on forever
If your wheels are burning up the miles,
And you're wearing down shoe leather
And your face is frozen in a smile,
And the road goes on forever
Forever, forever, the road goes on forever
Over the next hill, maybe there's good weather
If you're flying over table tops,
Eyes wide with wine and wonder
Or lazy counting kangaroos,
In dingo days down under
Down under, down under, in dingo days down under
Over the next hill, there's no more rain or thunder
Though you chose the open road and you were willing,
To sing and dance and take the tambourine man's shilling
All the secret tricks and footsteps you were learning,
But once the stone begins to roll, it's not for turning
Like a rolling stone, with no direction home
If you're pacing in a dressing room,
With no fresh paint or windows
Or you're strutting on some dusty stage,
Wondering where the time goes
The time goes, the time goes, wondering where the time goes
Over the next hill, they say there will be rainbows
Oh, rainbows, rainbows, somewhere over rainbows
Over the next hill, who knows where the time goes