The Road To Hell

The Road To Hell (Live) - Chris Rea

Composed by：Chris Rea

Stood still on a highway

I saw a woman

By the side of the road

With a face that I knew like my own

Reflected in my window

Well she walked up to my quarterlight

And she bent down real slow

A fearful pressure paralysed me in my shadow

She said son what are you doing here

My fear for you has turned me in my grave

I said mama I come to the valley of the rich

Myself to sell

She said son this is the road to hell

On your journey 'cross the wilderness

From the desert to the well

You have strayed upon the motorway to hell