How's that steel horse ride on on the streets of gold? Does the promised land have any ol' back roads? Ain't a doubt you've done a burnout on on a cloud Knowin' you, you probably laid her down Have you revved it up while the angels sang? Did God get on on ya, did

Down that dead end road Well, I feel like I'm runnin' I need someone to tell me Which way I ought to go? Say goodbye to the mornin' Distance keeps fallin' away Yes, I feel like I'm runnin' Hello evenin' time Down that road I'm flyin'

They call me the breeze As I keep rollin' down the road I ain't got me nobody I ain't carrying me no load Ain't no change in the weather Ain't no change in me I got that green light babe Here's one of your old Rock & Roll favorites, friends Shuffle on

We'll be road trippin' rollin' with the top down, southbound Getting wild, raising hell, and leaving this town In a tank top gonna let the guns out, all about rockin' that farmers tan Got the Chev going seventy , all the girls looking heavenly Like there

Lotta blue hunnids they came from the bank I drank this shit by the pint If we leave then we fucking tonight Jeans expensive they fitting me tight I can do this the rest of my life Free the bros down the road doing life Going to sleep every night with a

Take it easy, take it easy I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me Well I'm a-runnin' down the road try'n to loosen my load I've got seven women on on my mind Four that want to own me, two that want to stone me One says she's a friend of mine Don't

Joshua, Joshua Me and Joshua Well a good ways down the railroad track There was this little old rundown shack And in it lived a man I'd never seen Folks said he was a mean and a vicious man And you better not set foot on on his land But I didn't think

Take it easy, take it easy I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me Well I'm a-runnin' down the road try'n to loosen my load I've got seven women on on my mind Four that want to own me, two that want to stone me One says she's a friend of mine Don't

Whiskey's in the air, dog's on on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on on the old dirt road to the days of gold Yeah, these are the days of gold Well it's

Free and easy down the road I go Pair of boots and a sack of clothes Hangin' memories on on the high line poles Ragweed's rockin' on the radio So I keep rollin' like an old banjo Got the sun shinin' on me like a big spotlight So I know everything is gonna