Текст Corey Smith – Lonely Ride

It’s been a lonely ride,
It’s been a lonely ride,
I’ve traveled far and wide,
Across the countryside,

So come and join me for the weekend,
My bunks got room for two, (yeah)
Carve some time out for an old friend,
We’ll make a run from Birmingham to Baton Rouge,
Girl I’d love to share a window seat with you.

I’ve got a bird’s eye view,
I’ve got a bird’s eye view,
But the higher up I go,
The more company I leave below,
It’s a lonely bird’s eye view.

So let’s go flying for the weekend,
This airplane’s got room for two,
You won’t regret a moment we spend,
They’ll be nothing like the motions you’ll go through,
Come on, let me share a window seat with you.

Across the Delta by the morning honey,
We’ll kiss our blues away,
Louisiana let’s you love her a little,
Oh, but don’t you get attached,
We’ll have to send you back come Monday.

Across the Delta by the morning honey,
We’ll kiss our blues away,
Louisiana let’s you love her a little,
Oh, but don’t you get attached,
We’ll have to send you back come Monday.

‘Cause I need a lonely ride,
I need a lonely ride, oh ya,
I’ve got a voice inside,
It’s chipping at this pilgrims pride,
And, I need a lonely ride.
I need a lonely ride.
I need a lonely ride.