LATER AIN’T A ROAD (You Can Travel On)

Описание: LATER AIN’T A ROAD (You Can’t Travel On) Sam Dad Radio™ | Porch Grit Blues. Some roads don’t lead anywhere. They just keep you drivin’… until it’s too late to get home. “Later Ain’t a Road” is a porch-grit warning wrapped in a blues story: the note you meant to follow up on, the call you meant to make, the words you kept for “one day”… and the people you lose while you’re still postponin’….
If you love somebody don’t you let ’em go alone. Say it in the light. Right now.

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LATER AIN’T A ROAD

VERSE 1
Found this note in my daddy’s jacket, the day we laid him down
Scribbled on a receipt: “Call Ray—he’s in town.”
Well, Ray died in September, Dad followed in May
Two old friends, with nothin’ left to say
Just a “later” on a piece of paper, faded thin and blue
A road you can’t drive… no matter what you do.

PRE-CHORUS
Yeah, “one day’s” just a mirage on a highway made of sand
And “someday” never reaches out and takes a holdin’ hand…

CHORUS
‘CAUSE LATER AIN’T A ROAD THAT CAN TAKE YOU HOME
YOU CAN’T HOLD SOMEBODY IN A TOMORROW YOU DON’T OWN
RIGHT NOW! RIGHT NOW!
SAY IT IN THE LIGHT—DON’T WAIT TILL IT’S Gone
IF YOU LOVE SOMEBODY, DON’T YOU LET ‘EM GO ALONE…
‘CAUSE LATER AIN’T A ROAD YOU CAN TRAVEL ON.

VERSE 2
I got a stone in the churchyard says “a father and a friend”
I go there every Sunday, just to make my amends
I tell him ‘bout the ball games, the grandkids he won’t know
All the words I had forever… but I just let ‘em go
Now I’m shoutin’ at a shadow, prayin’ to a ghost
Learnin’ the hardest way, what matters the most.

PRE-CHORUS
‘CAUSE “ONE DAY’S” JUST A MIRAGE ON A HIGHWAY MADE OF SAND!
AND “SOMEDAY” NEVER REACHES OUT AND TAKES A HOLDIN’ HAND!

CHORUS
‘CAUSE LATER AIN’T A ROAD THAT CAN TAKE YOU HOME
YOU CAN’T HOLD SOMEBODY IN A TOMORROW YOU DON’T OWN
(Crowd Tag:) RIGHT NOW! RIGHT NOW!
SAY IT IN THE LIGHT—DON’T WAIT TILL IT’S STONE
IF YOU LOVE SOMEBODY, DON’T YOU LET ‘EM GO ALONE…
‘CAUSE LATER AIN’T A ROAD YOU CAN TRAVEL ON.

VERSE 3 [(The Mirror - spoken-sung, stark, no music but a single bass note)]
Now my boy sounds like me—“Dad, I’m swamped this week,”
Kids need supper, boss man’s on my neck.
And I heard my old excuse come back through the phone,
Same damn words… in a different tone.
So I don’t preach—I just whisper, low:

BRIDGE
“LATER” AIN’T A PROMISE—IT’S A THIEF WITH CLEAN HANDS
STEALIN’ SUNSETS FROM YOUR PORCH, STEALIN’ WORDS YOU HAD PLANNED
IT’S A GHOST TOWN ON THE MAP WHERE NO LOVE EVER GROWS…
The only road that matters IS THE ONE THAT LEADS YOU HOME.

Call: WHERE YOU LIVIN’?
RIGHT NOW!
Call: WHERE YOU LOVIN’?
RIGHT NOW!
Call: WHERE’S YOUR HOME?
RIGHT HERE!

FINAL CHORUS
LATER! AIN’T! A ROAD… THAT CAN TAKE YOU HOME!
YOU! CAN’T! HOLD SOMEBODY… IN A TOMORROW YOU DON’T OWN!
(RIGHT NOW! RIGHT NOW!)
SAY IT IN THE LIGHT! DON’T WAIT TILL IT’S STONE!
IF YOU LOVE SOMEBODY… DON’T! YOU! LET! ‘EM! GO! ALONE!
‘CAUSE LATER… AIN’T… A ROAD…

NO… LATER AIN’T A ROAD…

…YOU CAN TRAVEL ON.