Passing Lane Lyrics - Million Mile Reflections - Charlie Daniels Band

Well, I was born in Carolina, way back in the swamp 

I was a happy country boy 'til television came along 

It showed them far away places and it sho' was a bitch 

'Cause every time I'd quit my traveling, well, my feet would start to itch 

So I borrowed my daddy's suitcase and picked up my guitar 

I walked up the highway and I flagged down a car 

I hitchhiked out to Kansas City just as far as I could 

My life was all before me and that highway sure looked good 

Gimme that highway, better go my way 

Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on 

I'm movin' like a fast train, gimme that passing lane 

And I'm gone, I'm packin' my load a little further down the road 

I moved on down to Dallas soon as I got the chance 

I was playin' funky music for them city folks to dance 

And I had money in my pocket, I had fun in my bed 

But I've been here a year now and it's gettin' to my head 

'Cause I've been rocked into ruin, I've been discoed to death 

I've been funk rocked and punk rocked 'til I can't catch my breath 

I've been ragged 'til I'm ragged, I've been new waved 'til I'm blind 

But I've got a solution for my funky state of mind 

Gimme that highway, better go my way 

Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on 

I've movin' like a fast train, gimme that passing lane 

And I'll be gone, no more blues just as long as I can move 

Gimme that highway, better go my way 

Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on 

I've movin' like a fast train, gimme that passing lane 

And I'm gone, I'm packin' my load a little further down the road