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HARDY

What They Make Backroads For

 

What They Make Backroads For

(album: HIXTAPE, Vol. 1 - 2019)


Ladies and gentlemen, mister Tracy Lawrence

[Tracy Lawrence:]
Some people plowed in a church on Sunday to talk to the man upstairs
Some people drown in a fifth of Crown when life seems a little more there
Some people like to roll one up when their world starts rolling down hill
That ain't how I roll and I doubt it's how I ever will

'Cause I'm sitting out here drinking this cold beer
With the tailgates down in the sticks
Well I'm stuck without a paddle in an upstream battle
There's nothing this gravel can't fix
I guess sometimes I gotta get lost
When I can't take no more
I guess that's what they make backroads for (Yeah)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Tell 'em Jake

[Jake Owen:]
Yeah, I'm alright with them downtown nights
With the streets, and the lights, and the bars
But the crickets don't chirp and your phone still works
And you can't even see the stars
Between the highway pace and the interstate race
Man you gotta unplug sometimes
So I'm slowing it down, and I'll be slowing it down all night
That's right

[Chorus:]
I'll be sitting out here drinking this cold beer
With the tailgate down in the sticks
When I'm stuck without a paddle in an upstream battle
It's nothing this gravel can't fix
Yeah, sometimes I gotta get lost
When I can't take no more
I guess that's what they make backroads for, yeah

I'm just sitting out here drinking this cold beer
With the tailgates down in the sticks
When I'm stuck without a paddle in an upstream battle
It's nothing this gravel can't fix
I guess sometimes I gotta get lost
I can't take no more
I guess that's what they make backroads for, yeah
I guess that's what they make backroads for, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

done

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