Got my keys, head out the door Could not take it anymore All the fussin, cryin and moanin Leaving misery, this aint no home Window pane on the road Heading south, carrying a load Diggin memphis, diggin blues Sometimes a man just got to choose Blacktop rolls on southward Snowwhite cotton in the fields Sometimes daylight comes too late Sometimes its hard to deal I passed a truckstop, I passed a church I pulled over, soul needed work Facing problems inside of me Only truth can set you free Blacktop rolls on southward Snowwhite cotton in the fields Sometimes daylight comes too late Sometimes its hard to deal I turned around and I asked for help Took directions off the shelf In a Book I thought Id learned Sometimes wisdom follows getting burned Blacktop rolls on southward Snowwhite cotton in the fields Sometimes man got to get on his knees Before hell ever heal Blacktop rolls on southward Snowwhite cotton in the fields Sometimes man got to get on his knees Before he knows whats real
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