75
Time moves slowly when you're traveling alone
All you see for miles is mountains and roads
But you can't escape yourself
The music can't drown out your mind
I used to love that highway and those rolling Kentucky hills
We had no money no jobs
We'd just throw away the bills
Now that you're gone this road doesn't feel the same
75 has become my demise
And I can't even say your name
We'd scream our lungs out in the cool September air
With the windows rolled down
And the Appalachian breeze in your hair
I wish I didn't know now what I never would have dreamed of then
That the leaves would fall
Winter would come
And I'd never see you again
I wonder if you'll be a ghost
That haunts me wherever I go
I used to love that highway and those rolling Kentucky hills
We had no money no jobs
We'd just throw away the bills
Now that you're gone this road doesn't feel the same
75 has become my demise
And I can't even say your name
I used to love that highway and those rolling Kentucky hills
We had no money no jobs
We'd just throw away the bills
Now that you're gone this road doesn't feel the same
75 has become my demise
And I can't even say your name
All you see for miles is mountains and roads
But you can't escape yourself
The music can't drown out your mind
I used to love that highway and those rolling Kentucky hills
We had no money no jobs
We'd just throw away the bills
Now that you're gone this road doesn't feel the same
75 has become my demise
And I can't even say your name
We'd scream our lungs out in the cool September air
With the windows rolled down
And the Appalachian breeze in your hair
I wish I didn't know now what I never would have dreamed of then
That the leaves would fall
Winter would come
And I'd never see you again
I wonder if you'll be a ghost
That haunts me wherever I go
I used to love that highway and those rolling Kentucky hills
We had no money no jobs
We'd just throw away the bills
Now that you're gone this road doesn't feel the same
75 has become my demise
And I can't even say your name
I used to love that highway and those rolling Kentucky hills
We had no money no jobs
We'd just throw away the bills
Now that you're gone this road doesn't feel the same
75 has become my demise
And I can't even say your name
Credits
Writer(s): Kaleb Mullins
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