never could see So I'm goin' back to the country roads back where the tall corn grows Back where the stream is running free Back where the air is clear back
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" I'm a thorough-bred, that's what she said In the back of my truck bed as I was gettin' buzzed on suds Out on some back country road, we were flying
I'm country bound 'Til Monday rolls around Gonna kick off my shoes and run in bare feet Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet Goin' back
s doin' nails Gonna get a job Got a good teacher There's a fork in the road ahead I don't know which way I'm gonna turn There's a fork in the road ahead
cage now corrode Where her cape of the stage once had flowed The fiddler, he now steps to the road He writes every thing's been returned which was owed On the back
I been called to war D Dsus Say goodbye to Tobacco Road A7 Wear my colors, call my brothers C And for my country I'll go
I'll carry you on my back We walk through the ash And the charred remains of our country Keep an eye on my back, son I'll keep an eye on the road Help
down the road We could be happy in the country I know that the local folks will make us feel right at home We'll have homemade whiskey and ramble down country roads
mean To give you and then take back I'm a little more country than that I'm a little more country than that I'm a little more country than that
'm so sad like a good book I can't put this day back A sorta fairytale with you I could pick back up whenever I feel Down New Mexico way Something about the open road
I left my mark But I'll know full well I did my part When I look down that road, what do I see? My children's children looking right back at me When they look back
An old mail pouch, tobacco sign, fadin' on the barn Bringin' back sweet memories of mama's farm When love was just a country girl, that lived on down the road
rhymers that ever came outta Carolina, put this whole shit on the map Went back got two states, y'all crammed way to the back and brought 'em up to the
really a tittie bar but I ain't got no license for it I got the what they want plenty H, plenty O Plenty guns, plenty bows motherfucker chew ya road
rapper was supposed to be and that's what's up Country this, yeah, yeah, country that I'm a country cat, it's just a fact, can't run from that Keep high, a bunch out back
Feel me Come on Catch me on a back road or cookin' in your momma's house In your daughter's guts or just spazzin' out Me and Bubba know what the hell
a pound Bitch, you keep on going.. [Chorus] [Verse 2] Hold on to my bumper, and bare-foot skid across the road Till you can't walk without gullet? pillows up under ur toes A country