Well I love the road Beneath my wheels That brings mee home Across the Fields
Al: Well, I love the road beneath my wheels that brings you home across the fields and time again it is my friend well, I love the road beneath my
And the truth is like a punch or two It hits you hard it knocks you through So I, get on the road and ride to you I get on the road and ride to you
truth And the truth is like a punch or two It hits you hard it knocks you through So I, get on the road and ride to you I get on the road and ride to
Here comes that same old memory Like a movie in my mind You told me you loved another Then you drove off through the pines And I swear it feels like
