Take to the highwayWon't you lend me your nameYour way and my waySeem to be one and the sameMama don't understand itShe wants to know where I've beenI'd have to be some kind of natural born foolTo want to pass that way againCause I can feel itOn a country roadSail on home to JesusWon't you good girls and boysI'm all in piecesYou can have your own choiceBut I can hear a heavenly bandFull of angelsAnd they're coming to set me freeI don't know nothing about the wild windBut I can tell that it's bound to beCause I can feel it child, yeahOn a country roadI guess my feet know where they want me to goWalking on a country roadTake to the highwayWon't you lend me your nameYour way and my waySeem to be one and the same childMama don't understand itShe wants to know where I've beenI'd have to be some kind of natural born foolTo want to pass that way againCause I can feel it child, yeahOn a country roadWalk on down, walk on down, walk on downWalk on, walking down a country roadWalk on down, walk on down, walk on downWalk on down, walk on, walking down a country road