Oh, ooh, oh I found it outside of Birmingham headed to another place Took me five hundred miles to get to the bottom of my suitcase It was in between a pair of jeans and my old black winter coat It took my breath away when I read what she wrote May the wheels keep turning, get you where you need to go Ill keep the porch light burning til you get back home May the angels fly beside you, down every mile you roll May heaven hear this prayer, prayer for the road Oh, ooh, oh As much as she misses me, she found the words to write Enough to keep me warm on a cold December night And when Im running on empty and Im feeling lost I can hear her voice, whispering to God May the wheels keep turning, get you where you need to go Ill keep the porch light burning til you get back home May the angels fly beside you, down every mile you roll May heaven hear this prayer, prayer for the road Oh, ooh, oh Must have read that note at least a thousand times It always takes me where the highway meets the sky May the wheels keep turning, get you where you need to go Ill keep the porch light burning til you get back home May the angels fly beside you, down every mile you roll May heaven hear this prayer, prayer for the road, yeah Oh, ooh, oh Oh, ooh, oh Oh, ooh, oh Oh, ooh, oh Oh, ooh, oh
ooh, prayer, keep, mile, turning