No. 7 Road
Everybody's got their little slice of Heaven, mine's in the Georgia pines
Seven miles east of the wildcat creek, if you blink it'll pass you by
Granddaddy walked barefoot up and down this road, now I am too
I'm learnin' how to live, walkin' this dirt where he was walkin' to school
Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home?
Out there where my roots run deep
Strong just like that old oak tree
Oh, you're runnin' in my blood, built in my bones
I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road
There's seven of us sittin' round the table at suppertime
Now I'm seven steps away, but my mind still stays right there when I close my eyes
Still tryna fix that barbed wire fence or sittin' on a back porch swing
No. 7 was the place where I was raised, now I'm pickin' this old six string
Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home?
Out there where my roots run deep
Strong just like that old oak tree
Oh, you're runnin' in my blood, built in my bones
I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road
Everybody's got their little slice of Heaven
Mine is in the Georgia pines
Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home? (Won't you take me?)
Out there where my roots run deep
Strong just like that old oak tree
Oh, you're runnin' in my blood, built in my bones
I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road, oh
No. 7 Road, won't you take me home? No. 7 Road
Take me home, won't you take me home?
No. 7 Road, take me home
Won't you take me home?
Take me home down a country road
Seven miles east of the wildcat creek, if you blink it'll pass you by
Granddaddy walked barefoot up and down this road, now I am too
I'm learnin' how to live, walkin' this dirt where he was walkin' to school
Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home?
Out there where my roots run deep
Strong just like that old oak tree
Oh, you're runnin' in my blood, built in my bones
I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road
There's seven of us sittin' round the table at suppertime
Now I'm seven steps away, but my mind still stays right there when I close my eyes
Still tryna fix that barbed wire fence or sittin' on a back porch swing
No. 7 was the place where I was raised, now I'm pickin' this old six string
Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home?
Out there where my roots run deep
Strong just like that old oak tree
Oh, you're runnin' in my blood, built in my bones
I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road
Everybody's got their little slice of Heaven
Mine is in the Georgia pines
Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home? (Won't you take me?)
Out there where my roots run deep
Strong just like that old oak tree
Oh, you're runnin' in my blood, built in my bones
I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road, oh
No. 7 Road, won't you take me home? No. 7 Road
Take me home, won't you take me home?
No. 7 Road, take me home
Won't you take me home?
Take me home down a country road
Credits
Writer(s): Lillian Balkcom, Eleanor Michael Balkcom, Hillary Lindsey, Constance Powell Balkcom
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