My kind of lady And nothin' under the sun of moon Can make us be apart We're making plans and holding hands just like before We'll try again, we'll make amends along the road It's fellin' good, just like it should, this time we know We'll share each

See me on the road with my bros, feds can't make man talk Never had a whip, never had Ps for a cab, couple man made me walk Then I hit a lick, gave man food on the tick, couple man paid me short Caught him in West, he was tryna buy some creps, beat him

On wintergreen Skoal and main street gas Go get your girl, go make the drag If your lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks Where the man in the moon works his magic On the second runner up of the 4H pageant Spendin' what little bit of money we

Goin' mobile Keep me moving When I'm mobile I'm going home And when I want to go home, I'm going mobile Well I'm gonna find a home on wheels, see how it feels, I can pull up by the curb, I can make it on the road, I can stop in any street

I’ll do whatever it takes To be the mistake you can’t live without Or let me take the wrong way down Will you straighten me out Or make me take the long way around I took the low road in I’ll take the high road out There’s times I stayed alive for you

I heard every word you said And trying hard to understand Exactly what it is, you need, from me Baby I apologize I never meant to make you cry But there ain't no doubt, we can work it out yeah Cause I'm gonna be around Don't worry baby

On wintergreen Skoal and main street gas Go get your girl, go make the drag If your lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks Where the man in the moon works his magic On the second runner up of the 4H pageant Spendin' what little bit of money we

Her momma wants to know Down, down, down that road When I was a boy Four houses down from me Was a family with an only child She was the only girl In this whole world that can make me smile I made up reasons to go

Oh which way shall we go? Here we stand at this fork in the road We got no time to waste This old world's spinning out of control Which way shall we go? I can't believe this, it makes me sick While bullets shower the earth We turn our heads and cover our

Ah ah ah, we got to keep on trying We got to keep on trying I'm just arriving in the city And there's music on my mind Lookin' for my destination and My home is far behind 'Cause it's a long road ahead And you can make it in the end I'm gonna make it