We're still in Wisconsin, as far as I know today was Green Bay and tomorrow Chicago I wish I was lying but there isn't much to report My phone is dying so I got to keep it short I just wanted to say, hey I've been writing you a road song It's a cliché but hey that doesn't make it so wrong And in between the stops at the cracker barrel And 40 movies with Will Ferrell I need some way to occupy my time So I'm writing you a road song I should hope you don't mind I bought you a light blue T-shirt last night from some band I couldn't stand but their logo was alright And some kid threw a bottle on stage he had an arm like a pro I know it's getting late I guess, I should let you go But did I happen to to say, hey I've been writing you a road song? Don't run away, 'cause hey I promise it won't be too long And I know it's time what you'd call necessary and I know that I'm no Steve Perry and even if you roll your eyes and groan I'm still writing you a road song that you can call your own