[00:14.12]Take to the highway wont you lend me your name
[00:20.93]Your way and my way seem to be one and the same
[00:27.37]Mamma dont understand it
[00:30.15]She wants to know where Ive been
[00:33.38]Id have to be some kind of natural born fool
[00:36.16]To want to pass that way again
[00:38.58]But I could feel it
[00:44.72]On a country road
[00:53.16]Sail on home to jesus wont you good girls and boys
[01:00.44]Im all in pieces, you can have your own choice
[01:05.37]But I can hear a heavenly band full of angels
[01:08.13]And theyre coming to set me free
[01:11.56]I dont know nothing bout the why or when
[01:14.01]But I can tell that its bound to be
[01:17.41]Because I could feel it, child, yeah
[01:23.24]On a country road
[01:31.33]I guess my feet know where they want me to go
[01:38.82]Walking on a country road
[01:52.65]Take to the highway wont you lend me your name
[01:59.15]Your way and my way seem to be one and the same, child
[02:05.46]Mamma dont understand it
[02:08.19]She wants to know where Ive been
[02:12.39]Id have to be some kind of natural born fool
[02:14.17]To want to pass that way again
[02:17.11]But I could feel it
[02:22.90]On a country road
[02:30.49]Walk on down, walk on down, walk on down
[02:34.12]Walk on down, walk on down a country road
[02:48.31]Country road
[02:55.47]Walking on a country road

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 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
And theyre coming to set me free
I dont know nothing bout the why or when
But I can tell that its bound to be
Because I could feel it, child, yeah
On a country road
I guess my feet know where they want me to go
Walking on a country road
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
On a country road
Walk on down, walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down a country road
Country road
Walking on a country road