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• Artiste: Castellows (The)
• Titre: No. 7 Road
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Everybody's got their little slice of Heaven, mine's in the Georgia pines Seven miles east of the wildcat creek, if you blink it'll pass you by Granddaddy walked barefoot up and down this road, now I am too I'm learning how to live, walking this dirt where he was walking to school Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home Out there where my roots run deep Strong just like that old oak tree Oh, you're running in my blood, built in my bones I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road There's seven of us sitting round the table at suppertime Now I'm seven steps away, but my mind says Stays' right there when I close my eyes Still trying to fix that barbed wire fence or sitting on a back porch swing No. 7 was the place where I was raised, now I'm picking this old six string Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home Out there where my roots run deep Strong just like that old oak tree Oh, you're running in my blood, built in my bones I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road Everybody's got their little slice of Heaven Mine is in the Georgia pines Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home (Won't you take me) Out there where my roots run deep Strong just like that old oak tree Oh, you're running in my blood, built in my bones I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road, oh No. 7 Road, won't you take me home, No. 7 Road Take me home Won' you take me home No. 7 Road Take me home Won't you take me home Take me home Down a country road