Way before there was a place we used to go and ride for hours at a time on a country is troubling, you can let it go I get out of the car and walk through it, visit the and talk to it Simply saying, "Mr. water, what is it that you from?" Asked the bird in the tree, "What is it that you for?" Now (Why the Caged Bird Sings) is wishing to be free myself of life and it's hold on me Touring, the children, women, sexual means so much to me, the church don't see enough of me This way, that way, corners trying to get away Sometimes you to see a storm to appreciate a pretty day BACK in the car now, headed for the store God, what a vivid scene, digging I just seen Rolled up one, still in a daze though Gassed up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the roads
I want to go On the country roads and get On the country roads again Been on the country again
Yo, we off in these backwoods Caddy-hogging, dog, ain't no joke We glad they robbing, rap imposter's, for problem no hope It's cutthroat, we hungry starving, charging for the do' You want mo'? We smoke and sparking, jokers the blunt go Been shoving folk for plenty miles, yes I'm the to grin and bear it The second chance and out the box, I'm back again with 'dro and Look at me now, I found a spot, I'm down here by rolling river Grab a and took me to a place, au revoir, I'm rolling scriptures
Man these country roads me zone out Riding through all the bullshit that poppa scold 'bout But soon as my got good I showed out to jump I-24, come back with plenty mo' By '97 I was perfect o The chains and the Willie Esco was the code We our littlest cousin Gwin, a skid row Tony Renfrow rest in peace kinfolks, I miss y'all
(Dude what the are we doing?) Back deep on country roads blowing, getting in touch with my mind No worries striped lines and curve-filled signs When all the events throughout the day, good or bad, rewind While I recline, in my Cadillac Hit the and press repeat And let the melody of these windy roads my soul upbeat No destination proposed, just riding country roads... Listen, killer's that's willing to catch a court case Split your wig apart quicker than the divorce show out, go wild in the corpse cage Blow out in the news and I don't the sports page Get drowned in North Lake, get found in horse cave Fool, get down, the crazy! Stille's with ambition, itching to fill my position Replace me, but by the Lord's grace still be in depression La trill is missing, cousins in prison Heard Little Ricky was snitching, now he's a Christian Always had my suspicions, our teens with bad Family members overseas on a mission, we miss 'em See you can travel straight two different coasts State to state, this beautiful globe In of a plate full of food for the soul I could it when the smoke hit my nose On a called country roads