I'm the son of a third generation farmer. I've been married ten years to the farmer's daughter. I'm a God fearin' hard workin' combine driver. Hoggin' up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower.
From town to town, an' job to job,. Livin' in cars 'n parkin' lots.. A good hot meal an' a place to sleep,. Are things you miss when you're chasin' dreams..
There's a road that goes to an old friends house. Where we grew up, where we hung out. I've Been on this highway for three hours now. And I'm trying to find it.
Charlie Daniels, Carolina.. The Devil went down to Georgia, nothin' could be finer.. Midnight Rider, Allman Brothers Band.. . I got your country right here..
I hope life goes how you want it,. And you find roads if it don't.. And you won't pass up a second chance. No matter how bad your heart's broken.. I hope you always stand up.
Crank it. . Where she grew up there ain't no roads. Out in the sticks where the ginseng grows. She's float down the river to get to school. Then her daddy come get her on an old pack mule.