When I lose
my smile
When my thoughts get jumbled
When a year of peace gets too thick
I take a breath when I'm getting sick
I'm heading off to this concrete jungle
I drop my truck and drive
I pick up my baby
She jumps in with a kiss and a hey
We exit on that old highway Sometimes you gotta go in to pay me
We gotta go deep The way on out
Across a few creeks And a couple inch highs
You gotta get lost The way on out
Crickets and frogs They're getting close now Well,
you kick it or fall it Drive on around on the road And you go,
and you go,
and you go,
go,
go Till you hear a banjo Oh,
there it is
You gotta go deep The way on out
Across a few creeks And a couple inch highs
You gotta get lost The way on out
Across a few creeks And they're getting close now
Well,
you kick it or fall it Drive on around on the road
And you go,
and you go,
and you go,
go,
go Till you hear a banjo
A banjo