Get On Down the Road Songtext
von Frankie Ballard

Here we go!

Well, I kinda took my uncle′s Cadillac
My mind was made and my bags were packed
And that GPS was set for Tennessee
No books to keep, no business suit
No weeds will grow beneath these boots
Won't nobody here be missin′ me

Well, I can't keep hangin' round
This continental breakfast town
I′ve done all the damage I can do

So, I better get on down the road as fast as I can go
I gotta let these big wheels roll and crank up that radio
Pull my hat down low
And get on down the road

Yeah, there′s places that I wanna see
And people that I need to meet
And there's parties I should be tendin′ to
So, if I find me a pretty girl who rings my bell and rocks my world
I'll say "baby, I′m just passin' through"


Well, I don′t like to see 'em cry
I don't like to say goodbye
So, there ain′t much left for me to do

So, I better get on down the road as fast as I can go
I gotta let these big wheels roll and crank up that radio
Pull my hat down low
And get on down the road
(Get on down that road)

Yeah, I′ve always had the gift you see
Of knowin' when it′s time to leave
So, let me leave you with this

I better get on down the road as fast as I can go
I gotta let these big wheels roll and crank up that radio
Pull my hat down low
And get on down the road

Yeah, I better get on down the road as fast as I can go
Gonna let these big wheels roll and crank up that radio
And pull my hat down low
And get on down the-, ah


I better get on down the road
Yeah, I better get on down the road
Yeah, I better get on down the road
Yeah, I better get on down the road, c'mon

Yeah, I′ma outta here, baby
I got to go