Rural Route

RURAL ROUTE CHRIS KNIGHT

Verse 1
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

Verse 2

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
Instrumental
Verse 3
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