Country Mile

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Rory Gallagher

William Rory Gallagher ( /ˈrɔriː ˈɡæləhər/ GAL-ə-hər; 2 March 1948 – 14 June 1995) was an Irish blues-rock multi-instrumentalist, songwriter, and bandleader. Born in Ballyshannon, County Donegal, and raised in Cork, Gallagher recorded solo albums throughout the 1970s and 1980s, after forming the band Taste during the late 1960s. A talented guitarist known for his charismatic performances and dedication to his craft, Gallagher's albums have sold in excess of 30 million copies worldwide. Gallagher received a liver transplant in 1995, but died of complications later that year in London, England at the age of 47. more »

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1976

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Well I was born on the side of the road, 
A gap in the hedge, 
Did you hear what I said? 
Born in a house with no slates, 
But I wouldn't switch, 
I didn't have a stitch, 
Always been out on a limb, 
I've been hard to mend, 
Like a kick in the shin. 
You'll only see me smile, 
When I eat up a country mile. 

Born on the green light,  
A mission to move, 
Something to prove, 
An itch in my shoes, 
I heard then wail of a train, 
From a burnin' stack,  
And I jumped on the back, 
Well the engineer threw the switch, 
And it got to my brain,  
I've never been the same. 

You'll only see me smile, 
When I eat up a country mile. 

Gotta make tracks,  
Gotta raise the dust, 
Grease my heels, 
Out race the bus, 
Don't blink your eyes, 
You won't see me again. 

Born a spoke of the wheel, 
Not a part of the set, 
And I'm running yet, 
I ran before I could walk, 
The price of the fare, 
Was hardly ever there, 
I saw an eight wheeler move, 
And I couldn't choose, 
I just had to cruise. 

You'll only see me smile, 
When I eat up a country mile. 

Well I was born on the side of the road, 
A gap in the hedge, 
Did you hear what I said, 
Born in a house with no slates, 
But I wouldn't switch, 
I didn't have a stitch, 
I've always been out on a limb, 
I've been hard to mend, 
Like a kick in the shin. 

You'll only see me smile, 
When I eat up a country mile. 

Gotta make tracks,  
Gotta raise the dust, 
Grease my heels, 
Out race the bus, 
Don't blink your eyes, 
Or you won't see me again. 

Yea

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