Oh I got the the boys And the the band And a one night stand Waiting on on us down the the road We're gonna load it in Crank it to 10 And off to another show And then it's back to my baby for A couple days

I'm gonna let it go, oh, oh, oh yeah Today, I'm gonna keep on on walkin' I'm gonna hold my head up high high Today, I'm gonna stand out in the the rain Let it wash it all away, yeah, wash it all away I been caught sideways out here on on the crossroads Tryin' to buy

It's where I drank my first beer It's where I found Jesus Where I wrecked my first car, I tore it all to pieces I learned the the path to heaven Is full of sinners and believers Learned that happiness on on earth Ain't just for high high achievers

Joshua, Joshua Me and Joshua Well a good ways down the 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

Late for the the hanging, yes he's headed for the the moon And hang 'em high high He comes from nowhere and he turns on on his own Blasting out the the night, his cap hides his eyes One eye on on the road road, price upon his head One ear to the the ground, he's listening to the the dead

It's the the first time, that I worried Of a bad dream, of a journey On On a highway through the the valley It's a long road road through the the night I can dance to anything you wanna sing It's a long road road To get it right Stop banging away on on my kaleidoscope Stop draining

I play the the road, And every city's like the the same three chords Been helping us along when the the story's told Shaking off the the miles and trying to make it home And the the highway is our song, And the the crowd is done and gone And the the crowd has come and gone Every

We can leave the the night on on Girl, you got the the beat right, killin' in your Levis High High on on your loving's got me buzzin' like a streetlight We'll find a road road with no name, lay back in the the slow lane We'll be rolling down the the windows, I bet you we're catchin'

Let's put that boot to the the pedal, aw, that pedal to the the metal We ain't gotta settle for the the same old sames It's called leaving for a reason, mistakes are made for making We don't know which hell we go Roads we've never taken Bucket seats, bucket lists

Smoking out, pouring up, keep that lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the the mall If he up, watch him fall, I can't fuck with y'all (Pussy ass ho niggas) I can't fuck with