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Take to the highway wont you lend me your name
Your way and my way seem to be one and the same

Mamma dont understand it
She wants to know where Ive been
Id have to be some kind of natural born fool
To want to pass that way again
But I could feel it
On a country road

Sail on home to jesus wont you good girls and boys
Im all in pieces, you can have your own choice
But I can hear a heavenly band full of angels
And theyre coming to set me free
I dont know nothing bout the why or when
But I can tell that its bound to be
Because I could feel it, child, yeah
On a countr
y road

I guess my feet know where they want me to go
Walking on a country road

Take to the highway wont you lend me your name
Your way and my way seem to be one and the same, child
Mamma dont understand it
She wants to know where Ive been
Id have to be some kind of natural born fool
To want to pass that way again
But I could feel it
On a country road

Walk on down, walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down a country road
Country road
Walking on a country road