Ta ke to the highway won't you lend me your name
Yo ur way and my way seem to be one and the same
Mamma don't understand it
She wants to know where I've been
I'd have to be some kind of natural born fool
To want to pass that way agai n
But you know I could feel i t
On a country road
Sa il on home to Jesus won't you good girls and boys
I' m all in pieces, you can have your own choice
But I can hear a heavenly band full of angels
And they're coming to set me free
I don't know nothing 'bout the why or when
But I can tell that it's bound to be
Because I could f eel it, child, yeah
On a country r oad
I guess my feet know where they w ant me to g o
Walking on a country road
Ta ke to the highway won't you lend me your name
Yo ur way and my way seem to be one and the same, child
Mamma don't understand it
She wants to know where I've been
I'd have to be some kind of natural born fool
To want to pass that way agai n
But I could feel i t
On a country r oad
Walk on down, walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down a country r oad
country r oad
Walking on a country road
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