Sittin' in the kitcken, a house in macon

loretta's singing on the radio

smell of coffee, eggs, and bacon

car wheels on a gravel road

pull the curtains back and look outside

somebody somehere i don't know

come on now child we're gonna go for a ride



car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road



can't find a damn thing in this place

nothing's where i left it before

set of keys and a dusty suitcase

car wheels on a gravel road

There goes the screen door slamming shut

you better do what you're told

when i get back this room better be picked-up



car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road



low hum of voices in the front seat

stories nobody knows

got folks in jackson we're going to meet

car wheels on a gravel road

cotton fields stretching miles and miles

hank's voice on the radio

telephone poles trees and wires fly on by



car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road



broken down shacks engine parts

could tell a lie but my heart would know

listen to the dogs barkin in the yard

car wheels on a gravel road

child in the backseat about four or five years

lookin' out the window

little bit of dirt mixed with tears



car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road

car wheels on a gravel road