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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

Standin' by your children when you haven't proven karma wrong
Black is doin' all of the above then goin' corner shop
Tryna help a lady cross the road

on a backroad
So we can make a little magic in the back row
Fog up the windows
I hope this country road never takes me home
Never takes me home
And we hit

Whiskey cigar special down the highway road
The bar on night street for my old home
Known by name or not known at all
Forgive me lord just don't take

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,

a tank full of gas on
The road with the riches
In a jacked up Chevy with
A cab full of bitches
Slingin' mud on the world country
Boy on a mission i'm from

And every now 'n' 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

City of Light

Hilltop Hoods

The Hard Road

2006

Marilyn, a city held to ransom
Cans and markers, country road parkers
Hands of an artist left the landscape enchanted
Until the government pigs had all

Oh, Black Dog sleeping with your head on my knee
The window is wide open, surely by now you'd fly free

In the morning I'll pack an overnight bag
Take

of the moon,
In the place where love finds room,
Country roads, take me where I belong,
Back to you, where my heart sings its song."

I was down in the basement
Ex girl said that I'm never at home
So she found a replacement
Said, "You was on the road
But I never seen you when I

country's turned to shit I'm still at home when I'm with your bitch
Ching bad for the skin melonoma *** got done by the hand of my Yoda
Had Maggie on me like

Something to Believe In

Bret Michaels

Jammin' with Friends

2013

Road you gotta take me home

I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street
Like bodies in an open grave
Underneath the broken old neon sign

blowin’ or a voice from the past,
It’s the shepherd callin’, keepin’ me in His grasp


Down the rugged country roads, through the valleys deep and wide,
I

take you off road, all told, off load, by the crossroads
When you in the inner city, got them trigger fingers itchy
It ain't pretty, there ain't pity,

California King

Hot Apple Pie

Hot Apple Pie

2005

out to L.A.
And I rented me a palace down by the sea
A small town boy to a California king

I rolled up in my limousine
Paparazzi on the scene
I'm

it takes to explain it. It never baffled me how rebels in their lust for cash on that road to riches who ditch their soul end up and crash. What’s

"baby well it won't be no fun if I tell you
Just take a guess and let's see if you're right"
And she kissed me that night
Now I'm making my way down

Check yourself in the road, bless you
There is a miss now by the way
We have so conscious of reality
A place in Nigeria, my home country
To be faithful

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

My name is Sam Young
Cowboy sunofagun
Live in pine woods, down on Moores Ferry Road

I sing country, and rock and metal and blues
I respect myself,

Long Summer Day [Acoustic]

Two Gallants

Las Cruces Jail

2005

wife
Tell her that I won't be home tonight
So don't leave on the light
I got a little business down the road
And if I'm dead by sunrise
Kiss my baby

get out the country
If you lookin for me, you know I be where the money be
And that money keep movin
I promise I make it home before you start snoozin

get mailed in
Before the ink poisoning takes effect
And it gets smudged 'cause I budge before letting paint set
I get judged by the ones who have