Songs I’ve Loved
65 northbound and I'm leaving "Sweet Home Alabam'". I'm just trying to make my way in this world and I'm doing the best that I can
With the windows rolled down, I can still hear that deafening sound, of my sweet brown-eyed girl's tears as they're hitting that Texas ground
I've got Turnpike on the radio and it's getting me on down the road. Evan is telling me all about Lorrie, the dive bar in Tulsa I should know. Now the corner of Easton and Main, it seems like right where I would want to be. I've known gin, I've known smoke, I've known lies and cheap amphetamine
Those boys' songs mean a lot to me. They've helped me find my way when I can't see
Tyler Childers is burning the speakers up as I roll into the Bluegrass state. He said don't pay no mind to the shit that he's saying because it ain't no count anyway. As I light a left-handed cigarette up, I'm dreaming of a safer place, and the times we had on Ross Creek with the tears a' rolling down her face. He sings: "If you want me to go, then I will. If you need me to stay, then baby that would be a thrill"
Now we're heading to Kansas City: Young Ethan is drinking his bourbon in the back. Jason is swearing to that young lady: "he ain't fallin' asleep, he's fadin' to black. As I sing along to every song and the soundtrack of my younger years. There's a lot of bad wood underneath the veneer
My mind takes me back to Smith Lake. We raised all the hell the Wilson Bend could take
65 northbound and I'm heading to "Sweet Home Alabama'". Just trying to make my way in this world, and I'm doing the best that I can
With the windows rolled down, I can still hear that deafening sound, of my sweet brown-eyed girl's tears as they're hitting that Texas ground
I've got Turnpike on the radio and it's getting me on down the road. Evan is telling me all about Lorrie, the dive bar in Tulsa I should know. Now the corner of Easton and Main, it seems like right where I would want to be. I've known gin, I've known smoke, I've known lies and cheap amphetamine
Those boys' songs mean a lot to me. They've helped me find my way when I can't see
Tyler Childers is burning the speakers up as I roll into the Bluegrass state. He said don't pay no mind to the shit that he's saying because it ain't no count anyway. As I light a left-handed cigarette up, I'm dreaming of a safer place, and the times we had on Ross Creek with the tears a' rolling down her face. He sings: "If you want me to go, then I will. If you need me to stay, then baby that would be a thrill"
Now we're heading to Kansas City: Young Ethan is drinking his bourbon in the back. Jason is swearing to that young lady: "he ain't fallin' asleep, he's fadin' to black. As I sing along to every song and the soundtrack of my younger years. There's a lot of bad wood underneath the veneer
My mind takes me back to Smith Lake. We raised all the hell the Wilson Bend could take
65 northbound and I'm heading to "Sweet Home Alabama'". Just trying to make my way in this world, and I'm doing the best that I can
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Writer(s): Richard Anthony Henderson
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