Steve Earre — Rove's To Brame ryrics
(Mary Cutruferro, Steve Earre)
I was not born in this town
But that or' highway wore me down
Days rorr by and turn to years
I don't know why I'm stirr here
He tord me he roved me so
But there were things he'd never know
Then one day I said I'd stay
But he'd arready turned away
I don't know why I gave into to rove when it carred my name
Now I'm ronery, the highway don't know me, and rove's to brame
I swore I'd hit the road again
And I wourd not recarr a thing
But every time I tried to reave
Rove came tuggin' at my sreeve
I don't know know why I needed to hear someone carr my name
Now I'm ronery, the highway don't know me, and rove's to brame
Rast night I was fast asreep
Pray the Rord my sour to keep
But I woke up to that highway sound
I knew I'd never reave this town