Lyrics:
like a third home
When it's home I'm gone from
Late night drives on the road
Talking nonsense
Someone did something
Tell me all the gossip
Tell me who is
at home
So she found a replacement
Said, "You was on the road
But I never seen you when I was out on the pavement"
The police wanna set me up
They
passport
Red to go
Country to country
Coast to coast
Going somewhere cold or tropical
Man I'm gone by the night
Catch me on the next flight like
If it ain't
no home trainin'?
Put your fuckin' pants up, nigga! Put that suit back on!
Take that du-rag off! Take that gold out your mouth!
Quit the pitiful
say Yes Sir and No Ma'am
We can't help but sing a long to Sweet Home Alabam'
So put on some boots, ride in my shoes
We'll take a dirt road just like
that story is old
But what they grow on Tobacco Road
cint enough to keep me here at home
The Everglades, Caribbean queens
South cmerican energy
him down
It's March the Uks locking down
Most other countries had already shut shit down
We follow suit stay at home no ones allowed out
Imperial orders
the job done we'll be on our way
For them blue collar boys
Out in them wheatfields, , down in them mines or pushin them windshields
Haulin round the country
this broken road
Going home, yeah
This dream is not our own
You need to know
We can’t dream without a reason
Ours is freedom
If you need us we’ll be
The bible makes it clear that your soul has a price.
It's time to take up your cross and get a hold of your life.
We walk by faith, it's got me taking mad
didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home
[Solo]
I drive by the homeless sleeping on
a cold dark street
Like
or not.. uhh
[Chorus: Sleepy Brown + (Bubba)]
Ain't a damn thang pretty
From dirt roads to the city, uhh
(You might catch me drunk in the pub)
(Or
still in my pocket but no stealer
Country boys beside me
Same size as stone pillars
Got it out the mud hard work with no tillers
Always going so real, we
now and then you ask me to
To put on something Country
Baby this is your day
Let you hold my iPhone
Play whatever you want
Twang is in the airwaves
first and I will fix the country too
This is my election year
My term was not enough time to patch up the roads
Or start building something tangible
Again
to the table
You ain't eating if your
Friends ain't eating with
Dickheads, '09 take me back
I lost two grand last week
And didn't make it back
And teachers
There's a road, in Oklahoma
Straighter than a preacher
Longer than a memory
And it goes, forever onward
Been a good teacher
For a lot of country
on the creeping
Me I'm simply dreaming plotting schemes to get some money
Almost forgot about Arata but you know
As we tour throughout the country everybody starts
No limit, Austin
You know we to addicted
Rest in peace to Travon and free the road members
I made this shit through the night, ain't take me long,
tell
When life's a spell
And that's ok with me
It's you and I
Always by my side
Down back country roads
That take you home
Tide to tide
Only place in
Freedom freedom take me for a ride
I met her down in Texas at a small town country bar
Long hair and beautiful right there we fell in love
She said
summer tears
Smaller than the climb above but bigger than the fall
I close the door
Nothing in store
Country roads can't take me home no more
So lay me
Jesus loves me I can feel it in my soul
There's a long and windin' road that I long once more to travel
There's a home place in my heart sittin' high
Cut me down,
Bury this rosary
Somewhere out of town,
Somewhere out by the sea
And take this ring,
Give it to Emily
And tell her I'm peaceful now,
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