Car Wheels On a Gravel Road
Sittin' in the kitchen, a house in Macon
Loretta's singing on the radio
Smell of coffee, eggs, and bacon
Car wheels on a gravel road
Pull the curtains back and look outside
Somebody, somewhere I don't know
Come on now child, we're gonna go for a ride
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Can't find a damn thing in this place
Nothing's where I left it before
Set of keys and a dusty suitcase
Car wheels on a gravel road
There goes the screen door slamming shut
You better do what you're told
When I get back, this room better be picked-up
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Low hum of voices in the front seat
Stories nobody knows
Got folks in Jackson, we're going to meet
Car wheels on a gravel road
Cotton fields stretching miles and miles
Hank's voice on the radio
Telephone poles, trees, and wires fly on by
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Broken down shacks engine parts
Could tell a lie, but my heart would know
Listen to the dogs barking in the yard
Car wheels on a gravel road
Child in the backseat, 'bout four or five years
Lookin' out the window
Little bit of dirt mixed with tears
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Loretta's singing on the radio
Smell of coffee, eggs, and bacon
Car wheels on a gravel road
Pull the curtains back and look outside
Somebody, somewhere I don't know
Come on now child, we're gonna go for a ride
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Can't find a damn thing in this place
Nothing's where I left it before
Set of keys and a dusty suitcase
Car wheels on a gravel road
There goes the screen door slamming shut
You better do what you're told
When I get back, this room better be picked-up
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Low hum of voices in the front seat
Stories nobody knows
Got folks in Jackson, we're going to meet
Car wheels on a gravel road
Cotton fields stretching miles and miles
Hank's voice on the radio
Telephone poles, trees, and wires fly on by
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Broken down shacks engine parts
Could tell a lie, but my heart would know
Listen to the dogs barking in the yard
Car wheels on a gravel road
Child in the backseat, 'bout four or five years
Lookin' out the window
Little bit of dirt mixed with tears
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Credits
Writer(s): Lucinda Williams
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