Lyrics: Unknown
Music: Unknown
Played by Donna Jean and the Tricksters
The night was black, the roads were icyI was weary from my travels
Got to stop and rest for a whileI sit down at the truckstop
I was [sleeping on my bags]
I asked [?] if she could [?]
But I pray it's gone at last
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
I have [?] streets of [?]
But I pray it's gone at last
I ain't gone [five hundred miles, son]
But I won't [?]
But that boy looks so dejected
I'll just grab what's in the [?]
Tell me why you're so downcast
After all, that bad luck, boy
Pray it's gone at last
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
After all, that bad luck, boy
Pray it's gone at last
If you want, from out of nowhere
You know these bad days, are going to pass
Somebody will come and lift you higher
So that burdens may be shared
Oh yes I do, Lord, if I hadn't of met you
All of my sins, were sinking fast
I had gone straight and narrow
But I pray it's not gonna last
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
I have had streets of bad luck
But I pray it's gone at last
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
I have had streets of bad luck
But I pray it's gone at last
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
Gone at last (gone at last)
I have had streets of bad luck
But I pray it's gone at last