Roll down the window turn the red bus key
Nashville, New York, or the North Country
Ain't we all a little broken-hearted
All we need is a start to stop this
And oh my friend we'll be a rolling out tonight
Midnight rider traveling 'long side
Four wheels and you and I
Four wheels chasing yellow lines
And it seems time is now calling on me
Mama, it's come my turn to leave
Nowhere is somewhere nobody knows
Ain't the place we're trying to go
Hey Bob, is that where the wind blows
Is that the home where I belong
Some got freedom but we all bear chains
You and I change to stay the same
Ain't we all got love inside
Or just a little bit of hate to hide
And it seems time is now calling on me
Mama, it's come my turn to leave
Million miles from the city and a couple hundred hopes from home
You and I ain't we both right here alone
Hey Mom, when tomorrow's gone
Don't think about me long
Just know that love was fair to me
And Mama, I was always me
This ain't a want or a need
This is just my turn to leave
Roll down the window turn the red bus key
Nashville, New York, or the North Country
Ain't we all a little broken-hearted
All we need is a start to stop this
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