Off the Map
It's like a high-rise wrecking ball came right out of nowhere and just hit me
It don't matter where I stand, I can't see the stars inside of this city
Held up in this traffic jam and wasting all this time
When I could be holed up somewhere with a large-mouth on my line
That's when I know it's time
To get on down to Durham Road, put on a little George Strait
Out there past the cornrows where a GPS don't locate
An old name county out of BFE that keeps me coming back
But sometimes all that I need is to get on off, get on off the map
Been a while since I cleared the traffic
Pulled around and lost count of how many
And drove around just to find out that the four-wheel drive still works in my Chevy
So I'm headed to the only place where I know how to turn the whole world off
To get on down to Durham Road, put on a little George Strait
Out there past the cornrows where a GPS don't locate
An old name county out of BFE that keeps me coming back
But sometimes all that I need is to get on off, get on off the map
Yeah, gotta get on, get on off the map
It's like a high-rise wrecking ball came right out of nowhere and just hit me
Yeah, hit me
To get on down to Durham Road, put on a little George Strait
Out there past the cornrows where a GPS don't locate
An old name county out of BFE that keeps me coming back
But sometimes all that I need is to get on off, get on off the map
Yeah, gotta get on, get on off the map
Gotta get on, get on off the map
It don't matter where I stand, I can't see the stars inside of this city
Held up in this traffic jam and wasting all this time
When I could be holed up somewhere with a large-mouth on my line
That's when I know it's time
To get on down to Durham Road, put on a little George Strait
Out there past the cornrows where a GPS don't locate
An old name county out of BFE that keeps me coming back
But sometimes all that I need is to get on off, get on off the map
Been a while since I cleared the traffic
Pulled around and lost count of how many
And drove around just to find out that the four-wheel drive still works in my Chevy
So I'm headed to the only place where I know how to turn the whole world off
To get on down to Durham Road, put on a little George Strait
Out there past the cornrows where a GPS don't locate
An old name county out of BFE that keeps me coming back
But sometimes all that I need is to get on off, get on off the map
Yeah, gotta get on, get on off the map
It's like a high-rise wrecking ball came right out of nowhere and just hit me
Yeah, hit me
To get on down to Durham Road, put on a little George Strait
Out there past the cornrows where a GPS don't locate
An old name county out of BFE that keeps me coming back
But sometimes all that I need is to get on off, get on off the map
Yeah, gotta get on, get on off the map
Gotta get on, get on off the map
Credits
Writer(s): Blake Hubbard, Jarrod M Ingram, Johnny Dailey, Ava Suppelsa
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