Marshall Tucker Band

Take the highway
Lord knows I've been gone too long
Lot of sad days, yeah
One day you'll turn around
and I'll be gone
And the time has finally come
for me to pack my bags and walk away
Hear me say...
I'll be back someday
But darlin' please don't
wait for me too long
There's just one place I can't stay
Memories of your love still linger on
And the time has finally come
for me to pack my bags and walk away
Here me say....
Take the highway
Take the highway
Take the highway
And the time has finally come
for me to pack my bags and walk away
Here me say...

Gatta get home before the sun goes down
Gatta go listen to my favorite sound
It's a hillbilly fiddle and an ol' guitar
Cousin stanely on a corn liquor jar

Sometimes I stay up late at night
A little moonshine whiskey and everything's alright
You'll probably get stuck, ya don't know where ya are
As you stomp your feet to a country guitar

You can have fun I'm tellin' you can
When you stomp your feet to a hillbilly band

Everynight just where I go
I grab me a lady and I dose E doe
Ain't nuthin' in this world I'd rather do
Then to guitar pick some country blues

I'm gonna do a little chicken pickin'
I'm gonna do a little chicken pickin'

You can have fun I'm tellin' you can
When you stomp your feet to a hillbilly band