Band Of Heathens Hallelujah
I pointed north towards Kansas City
I thought I'd drive all night
I got oil in my gasoline
Smoke coming out my pipe
And every mile I leave behind me
Is like a hundred dollar bill
You know I might come back to get 'em
But I probably never will
Hallelujah
The road's my saving grace
Hallelujah
My home is not a place, not a place
Hallelujah, mmm
Wherever I may roam
You know I'm in the night right now
But the night is not my home
You know Jesus loves my mama
I guess he loves me too
But you know I'd like to ask him
What he thinks about the truth, mmm about the truth
And every mile I leave behind me
Is like wine running from my cup
'Cause when she left she cut a hole
I can't seem to fill up
Hallelujah
The road's my saving grace
Well hallelujah, mmm
My home is not a place, it's not a place
Hallelujah
Wherever I may roam, mmm
You know I'm in the night right now
But the night is not my home, not my home
(Instrumental)
Every mile I leave behind me
Is like wine running from my cup
'Cause when she left she cut a hole
I can't seem to fill up
Hallelujah
The road's my saving grace, mmm yeah
Hallelujah, mmm
My home is not a place
Hallelujah, mmm
Wherever I may roam
You know I'm in the night right now
But the night is not my home, not a home
You know I'm in the night right now
But the night is not my home