Good Years

Lyrics

[verse 1] It's the black sheep, of the black top Like the prodigal son of the highway It's been living in the shadow of the "short cut" It's a long far cry from the "wide way" If "easy street" is Abel I guess it's been more like Cain Hell bent on leading to something more than just Fifteen minutes of fame [Chorus] The road less traveled is a lot less traveled Than it's ever been, it's going out of style Meanwhile that worn-out beaten path Keeps wearin' thin, backed up for miles What happened to the rebеls trying to be themselvеs? That somebody giving us something else? The way selling out's selling It's a pretty safe bet The road less traveled ain't got a lot of good years left [verse 2] It's for the real deals, it's for the crazy; Made the king of rock n' roll And the king that saved me It's for the ride or die's in it for the long haul; It's wide open if ya wanna be an outlaw [Chorus] Yeah, the road less traveled is a lot less traveled Than it's ever been, it's going out of style Meanwhile that worn-out beaten path Keeps wearin' thin, backed up for miles What happened to the rebels trying to be themselves? That somebody giving us something else? The way selling out's selling It's a pretty safe bet The road less traveled ain't got a lot of good years left [bridge] It wasn't born for everyone Just that one in every crowd; Who was born for burning tires And turning whole worlds upside down [Chorus] Yeah, the road less traveled is a lot less traveled Than it's ever been, it's going out of style Meanwhile that worn-out beaten path Keeps wearin' thin, backed up for miles What happened to the rebels trying to be themselves? That somebody giving us something else? The way selling out's selling It's a pretty safe bet The road less traveled ain't got a lot of good years left