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Chris Knight Lyrics
Rural Route Lyrics
I built a fire up on the hill; I sat in the woods and drank my fill
Talked to God all night, took another shot at setting me right
Then I walked down to the road, filled a beer can full of 22 holes
Then I said goodbye, yeah I said goodbye
Chorus:
I�d go back but I can�t go home, cause river is up & the road is closed
& there aint no telephone����at my mothers� house
& all the lights are out, down on the rural route
There aint much of nothin� left, this place where I became myself
Ghosts & memories, I�d walk on by but they�d follow me
I�d seen plenty on down the road. Asked him if he�d seen my brother
He just said no, well I guess I�d better go
Repeat Chorus
I built a fire up on the hill; I sat in the woods and drank my fill
Talked to God all night, took another shot at setting me right
Then I�d just walk away, aint nothin� here I want to remember anyway
Least not today
Repeat Chorus * 2
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