Sit
in that six-lane backed up traffic
Horns
are honking, I've about had it
I'm
looking for an exit sign
Gotta
get out of here, get it all off my mind
And
like a memory from your grandpa's attic
A
song comes slippin' through the radio static
Changing
my mood
A
little George Strait 1982
And
it makes me wanna take a back road
Makes
me wanna take the long way home
Put
a little gravel in my travel
Unwind,
unravel all night long
Makes
me wanna grab my honey
Tear
down some two-lane country
Who
knows
Get
lost and get right with my soul
Makes
me wanna take
Makes
me wanna take a back road.
I've
been cooped up, tied down, 'bout forgotten
What
a field looks like, full of corn and cotton
If
I'm gonna hit a traffic jam,
Well
it better be a tractor man
So
sick and tired of this interstate system
I
need a curve and wind-a-twistin'
Dusty
path to nowhere
With
the wind blowing through my baby's hair
Yeah,
makes me wanna take a back road
Makes
me wanna take the long way home
Put
a little gravel in my travel
Unwind,
unravel all night long
Makes
me wanna grab my honey
Tear
down some two-lane country
Who
knows
Get
lost and get right with my soul
Makes
me wanna take
Makes
me wanna take a back road.
Some
old back road
Maybe
it's the feeling or maybe it's the freedom
Maybe
it's that shady spot
Where
we park the truck when the things get hot
Where
we park the truck when the things get hot
And
it makes me wanna take a back road
Makes
me wanna take the long way home
Put
a little gravel in my travel
Unwind,
unravel all night long
Makes
me wanna grab you honey
Tear
down some two-lane country
Who
knows
Get
lost and get right with my soul
Makes
me wanna take
Makes
me wanna take a back road.
Some
old back road, get right with my soul
Now
all I gotta do is take some old back road
To
the shady spot where things get hot
Way
down, way down, way down some old back road
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