Feet's

There's a long stretch of highway been calling out my name You know I've got to keep these big wheels rollin' I've gots to fan the flame Been on the road since I was young moving at 110 'Cause you don't know where you're going 'til you know where you been And I done been around the world I ain't afraid of dying I keep my feets on the ground and my eyes on the horizon Oh, gotta keep on working Just trying to be a star And y'all know where I come from because I done told y'all from the start And I'm for them lost souls the ones who don't fit in I'm for that old time country I'm for the blue collar man But I ain't much on radio tunes, I like smoke stack lightnin' I keep my feets on the ground and my eyes on the horizon Where I'm gonna go the good Lord only knows I keep drifting around where the wind may blow I was born to get heavy Born to get loud I was born to keep rollin' you know I can't slow down Oh, gotta keep on movin' Chasing down a dream You know I've come a mighty long way for a ol' country boy like me I'm a sinner, an old mule skinner A singer of sad ol' songs I've done left 'em in a trail of tears From all the things I've done wrong But I got enough to back it up so believe me I ain't lying I keep my feets on the ground and my eyes on the horizon (Play it for us Florida band, baby) (shoo, shoo, shoo) (shoo, shoo, shoo) (shoo, shoo, shoo) (shoo, shoo, shoo) Maybe one day I'll find me a piece of shade But you know that won't be too long 'til they lay me in the grave So don't tell me bout the good times or the things I've been missing I ain't much on small talk I ain't one for reminiscing And I'd really love to stick around but I'm too busy grindin' I keep my feets on the ground and my eyes on the horizon, hey --- Feet's - Whiskey Myers