Taylor 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 you know 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 just coming to set me free I dont know nothing bout the why or when but I can tell you that its bound to be Because I could feel it child hey, on a country road I guess my feet know where they want me to go Walking on a country road yeah 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 Lord, on a country road Walk on down, walk on down, walk on down, walk on down, down on a country road La la la la ... Country road, oh, yeah Down on a country road Country road, country road
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