Album Name : Roadhouse Sun
Release Date : 2009-06-02
Song Duration : 3:46
Ryan Bingham Country Roads
Do you really think you know,
Exactly where I stand,
Or did I just let you down,
When you found out I was just a poor man,
I might of took a few wrong turns,
Down a few wrong roads,
Wound up in a few wrong towns,
Where nobody cares or goes.
It ain't that I can't see,
Or find my way home,
It's just that I like to breathe,
Out on country roads.
I've never been much on down town,
Or cared for a place to stay,
I know I'll never wear no crown,
I'll never be a king of slaves,
Wash my hands in the rain,
I've spent my time with the whiskey,
I'll never give up on change,
Or give a damn if you will ever miss me.
It ain't that I can't see,
Or find my way home,
It's just that I like to breathe,
On country roads.
I know I'll never stick around.
I'll never lose track of time,
Or worry about a little old town,
Or what I might of left behind,
I'll just let the sun shine down,
I'll just let them big wheels roll,
Keep on running around,
Them big old country roads.
Cause it ain't that I can't see,
Or find my way home,
It's just that I like to breathe,
On country roads.
