Country Road

Take to the highway won’t you lend me your name

Your way and my way seem to be one and the same

Mamma don’t understand it

She wants to know where I’ve been

I’d have to be some kind of natural born fool to want to pass that way again

But you know I could feel it, on a country road

Sail on home to Jesus won’t you good girls and boys

I’m all in pieces, you can have your own choice

But I can hear a heavenly band full of angels just coming to set me free

I don’t know nothing ‘bout the why or when but I can tell you that it’s bound to be

Because I could feel it child hey, on a country road

I guess my feet know where they want me to go

Walking on a country road yeah

Take to the highway won’t you lend me your name

Your way and my way seem to be one and the same child

Mamma don’t understand it

She wants to know where I’ve been

I’d have to be some kind of natural born fool to want to pass that way again

But I could feel it Lord, on a country road

Walk on down, walk on down, walk on down, walk on down, down on a country road

La la la la ...

Country road, oh, yeah

Down on a country road

Country road, country road