Those motel rooms are lonely places
Sometimes that Gideon’s Bible is your only friend
You can change the channel
You can talk to her on the phone
But you hang up and you’re alone there in the end

CHORUS
And You wonder if anyone’s ever felt this way,
And you know they have, but you wonder what they would say
And when Jacob wrestles the angel, and winds up limping on that day,
A little bit of that old loneliness just goes away

When you turn the engine over the next morning
And it’s on to the next motel room in the next town
And the miles stretch out
like a long thin asphalt desert
And you’re still five days from being homeward bound

CHORUS
But when Samson, he goes blind after his woman done him wrong
You figure, “Ah well, five days ain’t really all that long.”

And when Jesus raises up the dead and gives sight to the blind
You say now there’s a man that I could get behind