Head on (Live)

Well I don't think I like the city
No it don't appeal to me at all
I used to think it could be pretty
I thought that it could give me
What I've been waiting on

I think I'll head out to the country
Where I got friends to call my own
Lord there's nothing here to keep me
This rambling heart will lead me
I guess I'll get on up and go

So I'm gonna spend my time with a woman that I'm loving
Gonna raise a little hell with the good old boys
Lord there's nothing here that's ever gonna please me
So I'll take my things and head on down the road
Head on

Made my share of bad decisions
And I spent some nights out on the road
But a man of my position
Or the state of my condition
See I got somewhere to go

I'm gonna spend my time with a woman that I'm loving
Gonna raise a little hell with the good old boys
Lord there's nothing here that's ever gonna please me
So I'll take my things and head on down the road
No, no
No, no
Head on

Gonna beat my drum till the day I'm dead and gone
And its a lonely road that I'm on
Gonna beat my drum till the day I'm dead and gone
And its a lonely road that I'm on
On, that I'm on

I'm gonna spend my time with a woman that I'm loving
Gonna raise a little hell with the good old boys
Lord there's nothing here that's ever gonna please me
So I'll take my things and head on down the road
No, no
No, no
Head on
Head on
Head on
Head on



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan O'neal, Zachry Chance Bearden
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