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Long roads and no sleep
Wheels on the concrete)

No home when I go home ain't got a place to call my own so 
I just lay low kids with halos let me crash

Old River Road

The Lacs

190 Proof

2012

a ride
Down them old river roads
Let me get that feelin' again
That country cleansin' my soul

Wanna take that ride
Even though nothin' has changed

The Adventures of Greggery Peccary

Frank Zappa

Studio Tan

eyeballs, trying to run him
Off the road, or make him bump into
Something, giving strong evidence
Of hostile aggression!

To elude them, greggery takes

guiding force and truth
(Home!) For some strange reason it had to be
(Home!) he guided me to Tennessee
Take me to another place, take me to another land

and corn

I’ll take the old roads

I’m driving by the riverside
Trhough the beautiful lands
By the old country roads
That take me home

I’ll take the old

buy.

[Verse 2]
Winding down those old country roads,
Gone for miles, but it feels like home,
Fields of gold and gardens grown,
Where the world is

I Ain't All Bad

Charley Pride

Charley

1975

I done
There's a mighty good woman back in big D but never ever let me come home
To a country singer...
If I take a little pleasure and a little bit

Igrew up in north alabama back in the 1970s
When dinosaurs still roamed the earth.
Speaking, of course, of the three great alabama icons:
George

years old too young for an obituary
On his way back home from a convenience store through the yards of his neighbors was walkin
George Zimmerman spied him

you back talkin' 'bout that girl pussy stinkin'?"
'Cause she put up a post cosignin' Tekashi snitchin' (ya heard me?)
She thought he was comin' home

Rankin Road
North of Greens
Yea
Lets take it back to White Gate Lane
When life was so simple, man but how things change
Momma off of brain surgery

Road Ladies

Frank Zappa

Chunga's Revenge

1970

Oh, I'll take away
You got nothing but groupies and promoters to love you
And a pile of laundry by the hotel door

Don't it ever get lonesome?

a beautiful country
Very special country
A very diverse Country
And by the way 

This government has fought for every person who lives in it
Black, white,

All Weekend Long

The Lacs

Keep It Redneck

2013

road ridin'
It don't matter as long as she beside me
Ridin' fast and we ridin' high
We hit the gas
And we fly on by
Drank tequila at sunrise

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

all alone
Got no where to be yeah nowhere to go
Slide over to me
Were gonna take it on slow

Park it out by the lake
Gonna kick it back in that truck

I can’t breathe
Why you won’t let me loose
They use the laws of the country as a fuckin noose
I’m sick and I’m tired
I can’t take no more
It’s all

cake!"

Nashville's just a cold concrete maze
Take me back to my town's smoky haze
Can't take no more smilin' assassins
Country roads take me home to warm

I done
There's a mighty good woman back in big D
But never ever let me come home
To a country singer
If I take a little pleasure and a little bit

take it from me, 'cause that ain't country

When we grew up it was all outside, gigging frogs and riding bikes
It was time to go home when mama flicked

way home 
Ain't easy to atone  
Rags to riches, this I know, that's how it goes 
Please God take me down this road and no more fear of the unknown  

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

It's late but I don't wanna take you home
You say, "I don't care where we go"
'Cause Amarillo by Morning's on the radio
You smile, tell me baby,

And promised us it’s succor, something to take us far
A mule and forty acres, our very own lands to till
And by God we knew we earned it by the sheer force