There's a fork in the road
Can't seem to make up my mind
Don't know which way to go
I'm sure running out of time
Well I'm all alone with my suitcase in my hand
Can't find my ticket to the promise land
There's a fork in the road
Can't seem to make up my mind
Well, there's frost on the pumpkin
Air is takin on a chill
I can't find my milk and honey
I don't believe I ever will
Yeah,Somebody's got my pony
And I'm left here like a fool
My saddle's on the fence
And I'm sitting there too
There's frost on the pumpkin
The air is takin on a chill
Lines on my face
Growing day by day
This 's gonna put me in my grave
Tears in my eyes, skies about to fall
Lookin for cover
Can't see anything at all
There's a fork in the road
All alone with my suitcase in my hand
Can't find my ticket to the promise land
There's a fork in road
Cain't seem to make up my mind
And there's a fork in the road
Can't seem to make up my mind
