i-55

Lyrics

i was born on a blue lane highway line, runnin' up and down mississippi's crooked spine, i've been gone too long, it's high time i made time for this, a hundred miles south of graceland's gate, just see me comin' from the volunteer state, with a homesick heart and magnolia plates, off exit two-oh-six, it all gets to be too much, my soul feels out of touch, i get in my beat up ride and drive i-55, i fill up on old friends, get back to where it all began, i always leave feelin' more alive, i-55, rest my arm on the windowsill, breathin' in them old pine hills, an the midnight smoke from the paper mills, to the stars off lilly road, this little lake town is all we got, but i love it most for what it's not, and them kids in the chainey's parking lot, that was me ten years ago, when it all gets to be too much, my soul feels out of touch, i get in my beat up ride and drive i-55, i fill up on old friends, get back to where it all began, i always leave feelin' more alive, i-55, and i never can stay, as long as i want to, and now ma moved away, but the one thing i won't do, is forget where i come from, you bet i'll always run, back down that old familiar stretch of interstate, when it all gets to be too much, my soul feels out of touch, i fill up on old friends, get back, get back, to where it all began, all began, yeah, i-55, oh and i drive, and i drive, and i drive, and i drive, and i drive, i-55