Country Roads

Do you really think you know Exactly where I stand? Or did I just let you down When you found out I was just a poor man? I might of took a few wrong turns Down a few wrong roads Wound up in a few wrong towns Where nobody cares or goes It ain't that I can't see Or find my way home It's just that I like to breath Out on country roads I've never been much on down town Or cared for a place to stay I know I'll never wear no crown I'll never be a king of slaves Wash my hands in the rain I've spent my time with the whiskey I'll never give up on change Or give a damn if you will ever miss me It ain't that I can't see Or find my way home It's just that I like to breath Out on country roads I know I'll never stick around I'll never lose track of time Or worry about a little old town Or what I might of left behind I'll just let the sun shine down I'll just let them big wheels roll Keep on running around Them old country roads It ain't that I can't see Or find my way home It's just that I like to breath Out on country roads --- Country Roads - Ryan Bingham