HARDY, Tracy Lawrence, Jake Owen - What They Make Backroads For lyrics
Hardy [Michael Wilson Hardy] Philadelphia, Mississippi, U.S. 🇺🇸
[HARDY, Tracy Lawrence, Jake Owen - What They Make Backroads For lyrics]
Ladies and gentlemen, Mr tracy Lawrence
Some people pile in the church on Sunday
To talk to the man upstairs
Some people drown in a fifth of Crown
When life seems a little more there
Some people like to roll one up
When their world starts rollin' down hill
That ain't how I roll and I
Doubt it's how I ever will (yeah)
'Cause I'm sittin' out here
Drinkin' this cold beer
With the tailgates down in the sticks
When I'm stuck without a paddle
In an upstream battle
It's nothin' this gravel can't fix
Yeah, sometimes I gotta get lost when
I can't take no more
I guess that's what they make backroads for
(yeah)
Hey, hey hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey hey
Tell 'em Jake
Yeah, I'm alright with them downtown nights
With the streets, and the lights
And the bars
Where the crickets don't chirp and
Your phone still works
And you can't even see the stars
Between the highway pace and
The interstate race
Man, you gotta unplug sometimes
So I'm slowin' it down
And I'll be slowing it down all night
That's right
I'll be sittin' out here
Drinkin' this cold beer
With the tailgate down in the sticks
When I'm stuck without a paddle
In an upstream battle
It's nothin' this gravel can't fix
Yeah, sometimes I gotta get lost when
I can't take no more and I guess that's what
They make backroads for, yeah
I'm just sittin' out here
Drinkin' this cold beer (Woo)
With the tailgate down in the sticks
(Tailgate down in the sticks)
When I'm stuck without a paddle
In an upstream battle
It's nothin' this gravel can't fix
(Nothin' this gravel can't fix)
Yeah, sometimes I gotta get lost when
I can't take no more
I guess that's what they make backroads for
(yeah)
I guess that's what they make backroads for
(yeah)
Hey, hey hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey hey
Yeah
Some people pile in the church on Sunday
To talk to the man upstairs
Some people drown in a fifth of Crown
When life seems a little more there
Some people like to roll one up
When their world starts rollin' down hill
That ain't how I roll and I
Doubt it's how I ever will (yeah)
'Cause I'm sittin' out here
Drinkin' this cold beer
With the tailgates down in the sticks
When I'm stuck without a paddle
In an upstream battle
It's nothin' this gravel can't fix
Yeah, sometimes I gotta get lost when
I can't take no more
I guess that's what they make backroads for
(yeah)
Hey, hey hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey hey
Tell 'em Jake
Yeah, I'm alright with them downtown nights
With the streets, and the lights
And the bars
Where the crickets don't chirp and
Your phone still works
And you can't even see the stars
Between the highway pace and
The interstate race
Man, you gotta unplug sometimes
So I'm slowin' it down
And I'll be slowing it down all night
That's right
I'll be sittin' out here
Drinkin' this cold beer
With the tailgate down in the sticks
When I'm stuck without a paddle
In an upstream battle
It's nothin' this gravel can't fix
Yeah, sometimes I gotta get lost when
I can't take no more and I guess that's what
They make backroads for, yeah
I'm just sittin' out here
Drinkin' this cold beer (Woo)
With the tailgate down in the sticks
(Tailgate down in the sticks)
When I'm stuck without a paddle
In an upstream battle
It's nothin' this gravel can't fix
(Nothin' this gravel can't fix)
Yeah, sometimes I gotta get lost when
I can't take no more
I guess that's what they make backroads for
(yeah)
I guess that's what they make backroads for
(yeah)
Hey, hey hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey hey
Yeah