I was born on a blue lane highway line Runnin up and down Mississippis crooked spine Ive been gone too long Its high time I made time for this A hundred miles south of Gracelands gate Just see me comin from the volunteer state With a homesick heart and magnolia plates Off exit twoohsix It all gets to be too much My soul feels out of touch I get in my beat up ride and drive I55 I fill up on old friends Get back to where it all began I always leave feelin more alive, I55 Rest my arm on the windowsill Breathin in them old pine hills An the midnight smoke from the paper mills To the stars off Lilly Road This little lake town is all we got But I love it most for what its not And them kids in the Chaineys parking lot That was me ten years ago You might also likeWhen it all gets to be too much My soul feels out of touch I get in my beat up ride and drive I55 I fill up on old friends Get back to where it all began I always leave feelin more alive, I55 And I never can stay As long as I want to And now Ma moved away But the one thing I wont do Is forget where I come from You bet Ill always run Back down that old familiar stretch of interstate When it all gets to be too much My soul feels out of touch I fill up on old friends Get back, get back, to where it all began, all began, yeah I55 Oh and I drive, and I drive, and I drive, and I drive, and I drive I55
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