Take to the highway
Won't you lend me your name
Your way and my way
Seem to be one and the same
Mama don't understand it
She wants to know where I've been
I'd have to be some kind of natural-born fool
To walk on that road again
But you know I could feel it, it, it, it
On a country road
Sail on home to Jesus
Won't you good girls and boys
I'm all in pieces
You can have your own choice
But I can hear a heavenly band full of angels
Hoping they could set me free
Oh, I don't know nothing 'bout the why or when
But I'd tell you that it's bound to be
'Cause you know I could feel it
On a country road
I guess my feet know where they want me to go
Walking on a country road
♪
So take to the highway
Won't you lend me your name
Your way and my way
Seem to be one and the same thing tonight
I see mama don't understand it
She wants to know where I've been
I'd have to be some kind of natural-born fool
To walk on that road again
She knows I could feel it, feel it, feel it, feel it
Walking on a country road
♪
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down, walk on down
Walk on down
Walking on a country road
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
On a country road (yeah), yeah