Lyrics:
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Countless with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
We'll meet
the road
Some are listening to 3 AM radio, screaming about
Broken hearts and white noise, busted souls, bloody noses
Get back up and stand in line, you
5
and windows down and music on the stereo
I'm drivin' and I'm dreamin'
there's no place I'd rather go
Staring at white lines on the side
two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
And it makes me wonder
It makes me wonder (makes me
by the rain.
That washed down the pavements and into the gutters,
That soaked through my clothes as I set out again,
And above me the stars were all
The Voice
Follow the footsteps
Or travel down your own road
Designing your fate
Hear what your heart says
Still you decide which way to go
waits for you, lonely tired old toad?
It's your life laid out before you like
The broken white line
Down the center of the road.
Line 'em up line
Say a prayer for the cowgirl
Her horse ran away
She'll walk 'til she finds him, her darling
Her stray but the river's in flood and
The roads are
summer soul days
I think I'll take my baby for a ride down the back road
Out in the country where the summer winds blow
Over by the river there's
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Countless with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
We'll meet
into the water
I'll love her till my judgment day
Like a sunrise made of white lies
Everything was nothing as it seems
I was shot down in cold blood
By
see a neon sign
Fester on your hotel blind?
And a country road come off the wall
And swoop down on the crowd at the bar
And put me at the top
will go
In white light I don't think so
But what do I know? What do I know? I know
I know you think I'm holding you down
And I've fallen by
see a neon sign
Fester on your hotel blind?
And a country road come off the wall
And swoop down on the crowd at the bar
And put me at the top
an old back road with an old school beat
Cowboy boots by your little bare feet
Let it out, tell me right now
Everything I need in them white cotton
In white light
I don't think so
But what do I know
What do I know
I know
I know you think I'm holding you down
And I've fallen by the wayside
My name is Donald White, you see,
I stand before you all.
I was judged by you a murderer
And the hangman's knot must fall.
I will die upon
whole town was built around
There's a couple old dirt roads
Left down by old potts' farm
We used to throw down hard out there man we never did no harm
someone lie to you
And make that emerald not shine
What, did the road lead you off
Were you let down by Oz
Was it better in your mind
Have you had enough
I love walking down a road
Made of red Georgia clay
I love the view of a snow white peak
On a clear Colorado day
I love swimming underneath the moon
of the lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home, yeah, c'mon
We
Ain't nothin too loose or locked too tight for a man like me
I might take it slow, 30 through town
But on a back dirt road
Girl, I put the hammer down
be stackin' up white rappers like I'm throwin' gang signs
And I'm buckwild, exposin' the plain truth
You couldn't mess with me, fuckin' shit up in
be stackin' up white rappers like I'm throwin' gang signs
And I'm buckwild, exposin' the plain truth
You couldn't mess with me, fuckin' shit up in
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