Talladega

Broken car far from the tall church
It took two hours to get back to rock'n'roll
Locked up by a chain link fence, it's so hard to pay that toll
Yeah
She's trapped up at the altar
And she's ready to go

Well, Jackson County Jail, it ain't too far up the road
Talladega's not far away, just a little south I must go
She's up at the theatre house
Waiting for the show
Yeah, take it away!

Hey, where it at? That bottle of Jack
Round n Round his mind goes
Run a circle and a hundred more
It's about winning, and that's a fact

He won da race, took home the prize
But there ain't no joy in his eyes
Round round round he goes again
He ain't never breakin' free

Round round round'n'round the bend
He ain't never breakin' free
Can't put life in reverse
It's your own making



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Burnett, Sean Salazar
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