Sit in that six lane backed up traffic Horns are honking, I've about had it I'm looking for an exit sign Gotta get out of here, get it all off my mind And like a memory from your grandpa's attic A song comes slippin through the radio static Changing my mood, a little George Strait 1982
Chorus And it makes me wanna take a back road Makes me wanna take the long way home Throw a little gravel in my travel Unwind, unravel all night long Makes me wanna grab my honey Tear down some two-lane country, who knows Get lost and get right with my soul Makes wanna take, makes me wanna Take a back road
I've been cooped up, tied down, about forgotten What a field looks like, full of corn and cotton If I'm gonna hit a traffic jam, Well it better be a tractor man So sick and tired of this interstate system I need a curve a wind a twistin Dusty path to nowhere With the wind blowing through my baby's hair
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(Bridge) Maybe it's the feeling or maybe it's the freedom Maybe it's that shady spot Where we park the truck when things get hot Girl we park the truck when the things get hot
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Some old back road, get right with my soul Now all I gotta do is take some old back road To the shady spot where things get hot girl Way down, way down, way down some old back roadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
