Backroads

(PIANO & GUITAR INTRO) well

I sleep like a feather

I don't worry 'bout the weather

I take backroads, wherever

I go and I can't take no chances 'cause

I sure ain't got no answers

I take the backroads, wherever

I go those four-lane freeways ain't got nothin' for me just gimme a six pack and a '50

Mercury and

I'll be rollin' over them backroads of my home over them backroads of my home well

I don't let things get risky 'cause

I might be drinkin' whisky out on them backroads of my home you don't see no hitchhikers ain't no semi-trucks or bikers out on them backroads of my home them four-lane freeways ain't got nothin' for me and that all night rollin' to be where you got to be it ain't nowhere gimme them backroads of my home gimme them backroads of my home (GUITAR SOLO)

I've been busted for speedin'

I've been busted up and bleedin' out on them backroads of my home and you just might see me swimmin' you might see me chase big women over them backroads of my home those four-lane freeways ain't got nothin' for me just gimme a six pack and a '50

Mercury and

I'll be rollin' over them backroads of my home over them backroads of my home over them backroads of my home over them backroads of my home over them backroads of my home over them backroads of my home