Country roads take me home to the place I belong West Virginia mountain momma take me home down country roads. Love is a burning thing and it makes a fiery ring bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire? Caught with your pants down want in in one hand and spit in the other and see which one fills up first? I've got friends in low places where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away and I'll be okay.

God don't care which church you go y'all come back now y'hear; shut your trap you eat up with stupid happy as a dead pig in the sunshine. I had a barbecue stain on my white teeshirt put me in the ground put me six foot down and let the stone say here lies the girl whose only crutch was lovin' one man just a little too much.