Country Road (Live at the Troubadour)

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

And they're comin' to set me free

I don't know nothin' about the why or when

But I can tell that it's bound to be

Because I could feel it, child, yeah

On a country road

I guess my feet know

Where they want me to go

Walkin' on a 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, 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

Walk on down a country road

La la la la la

Country road oh yeah

Walkin' on a country road

Country road woah

Country road