Chris Knight

RURAL ROUTE  CHRIS KNIGHT
Verse 1
I built a fire up on the hill; I sat
in the woods and drank my fill
Talked to God all night,
took another shot at setting me right
Then I walked down to the road,
filled a beer can full of 22 holes
Then I said goodbye, yeah I said goodbye
Chorus
I'd go back but I can't go home,
cause river is up & the road is closed
& there aint no telephone&&&&at my mothers' house
& all the lights are out, down on the rural route
Verse 2
There aint much of nothin' left,
this place where I became myself
Ghosts & memories, I'd walk on by but they'd follow me
I'd seen plenty on down the road.
Asked him if he'd seen my brother
He just said no, well I guess I'd better go
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental
Verse 3
I built a fire up on the hill; I sat
in the woods and drank my fill
Talked to God all night,
took another shot at setting me right
Then I'd just walk away,
aint nothin' here I want to remember anyway
Least not today
Repeat Chorus * 2