Tekster:
Whitney Duncan Right Road Now

Better get the matches Better get some gasoline I'm tearin' up the pictures In our book of memories And gather 'em up Into a pile on the floor We don

Oh, honey, what's wrong with you? You sit around whine and cry the blues You ain't got no arms to fall into What you did to me, I'm doing back to you

Rome wasn't built in a day It didn't happen overnight The stars didn't get to shine that way Just by turnin' on the lights And I'm not any different

right all along I'm sorry, mama, so sorry, mama He's got this hold on me Just like you said it would be I didn't listen and now I can't walk away I

Give me a map, give me a road Take me upon the winds that blow The fields of dust, the fields of gold I've seen how finest colors fade The music go to

' through your clouds Now that you're on the road there's a big heavy load That I don't have to worry about Yeah I'm on the right road now So don't you

Give me a map Give me a road Take me apart The winds that blow Through fields of dust Through fields of gold I've seen our finest colors fade From years

bustin' through your clouds Now that you're on the road there's a big heavy load That I don't have to worry about Yeah I'm on the right road now So don

were right all along I'm sorry mama So sorry mama He's got this hold on me Just like you said it would be I didn't listen And now I can't walk away