Back Roads
driving around with no place to be
looking for solace, I need some peace
away from the bustle of to and fro
so I take to the comfort of the back roads
back roads are solid, always there
when you need to be without any cares
looking ahead all that I see
is this gravel road, and open country
visions of farm land all freshly plowed
blood sweat and tears you should be proud
proud you live in God's beautiful country
land of the proud, home of the free
so as I drive I'm reminded
the cost of freedom, those behind it
so I can be free to travel alone
on this nation's great backroads
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