Back roads in blood and my bones Back roads oh lord I'm coming home Back roads in my heart and my soul Never looking back cause I'm coming home
Thought I wanted something more than mamma's store Skipped town but what I found I'm paying for Fighting and trying, and barely Surviving and driving way too long Down the wrong road. It's in blood it's in my bones, I belong to the back roads
I’ve been beaten, broken, battered by the Trouble I’ve been through. Now I’m finding my way off this highway Back to what I knew. I’m coming home again, Cause it's part of who I am. You can take your life down any avenue, But you can’t shake your back road roots.
Hell raised and raising hell, To prison cells and picking fights on The wrong nights and then I fell, To stealing and cheating and riding, Repeating, driving way too long Down the wrong road.