Kellie Pickler

Kellie Pickler - Little House On The Highway songtekst

Je score:

Making my way past Tullahoma
Better pick up the pace
I'm traveling with a three ring circus
Headed for Santa Fe

I finally found a radio station
It's keeping me wide awake
And just when I like what I hear playing
That's when it starts fading away

We're stacking up miles and slowing down the passing lane
A trucker's tan and dirty RayBans
Looking for a place to top off the propane
Moving on along in this little house on the highway

The cabinet doors keep swinging open 
Each time I make a left
The only way I know where I'm going 
Is chasing the sun straight west

We're stacking up miles and slowing down the passing lane
A trucker's tan and dirty RayBans
Looking for a place to top off the propane
Moving on along in this little house on the highway

Wheels keep rolling into mountain time and the hills are all beginning to rise
You'll know we finally made it there when the wood is all petrified
Well, don't use the brakes, pop the clutch and shift those gears
It's no man's land 'til the Rio Grande
Driving through the sand and we're just out here

Stacking up miles and slowing down the passing lane
A trucker's tan and dirty RayBans
Looking for a place to top off the propane
Moving on along in this little house on the highway
Little house on the highway
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Natalie Hemby, Rodney Clawson

Componist: Rodney Clawson, Natalie Hemby

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2011

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: 100 Proof (2012)

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