From the album Rhythm of the Road

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Writer: Susan Shann, ASCAP
Producer: Bil VornDick, Mountainside Audio
Publisher: Moose Lodge Music, ASCAP
Label: Mountainside Audio Records
Mastering: Seva, Soundcurrent Mastering

Lead guitar: Jack Pearson
Rhythm guitar: Pat Bergeson
Keys: Will Barrow
Bass: Byron House
Drums: Bob Mater

Rhythm of the Road is pure fun, set to a rockabilly groove. I wrote this song while driving from Nashville back to my home state of NJ, to see family. I was looking around at all the different vehicles making the journey alongside me up I-81 North, and thinking about how each one carried these unique individuals, with their own stories, backgrounds, reasons for traveling, destinations. Without even thinking about it, I mumbled “That’s the rhythm of the road”. Needless to say, the songwriter in me jumped at that one! Several hours later, in between gas and coffee stops, I had a song – most of the lyrics in present form and a melody, with a groove to match that sense of energy and motion.

Lyrics

The rhythm of the road is the turning of a wheel
Sometimes fast, sometimes slow
It keeps on moving, can’t sit still
The rhythm of the road pulls you in
Makes you wanna move, makes you wanna go
Takes you places that you never been

It’s the hum of the engine, the wind in your hair
Voices singin’ without a care
It’s headlights cutting through the deep, dark night
Taking you home in the morning light
It’s the rhythm of the road, the rhythm of the road
Round and round and round it goes

The rhythm of the road, is a long-lost friend
It’s room to breathe, time alone
Good things waitin’ just around the bend
It’s a Sunday drive, it’s a child on the way
Two young lovers, a few old friends, a blind date

It’s an 18-wheeler with a heavy load
A guy just thinkin’ bout going home
Mailman, church van, office carpool
Bus full of kids on their way to school
It’s the rhythm of the road, the rhythm of the road
Round and round and round it goes

It’s been steady like a heartbeat
Right down through our history
A horse-drawn carriage on a country lane
To a steel machine on a city highway
No two journeys are ever the same

In the rhythm of the road, the rhythm of the road
Round and round and round it goes
It’s the rhythm of the road
Round and round and round it goes
It’s the rhythm of the road, the rhythm of the road
The rhythm of the road