Get On Down The Road

Take it, Johnny I really like the way you look when you walk away You turn every man's head in the room, your way Keep the money, keep the house, keep the credit cards I'll keep the truck, keep my guitars, head on down the road I've got to get up and go, head on down the road You knew the rules of the road, pretty mama, many years ago It ain't easy, no complaining 'bout this life Come on, pretty mama, you knew when you got into this Hey chica, I never promised you a penthouse suite You knew that playing country music was never gonna make us rich If you want a view of the Golden Gate Marry yourself a banker while you still look good, ha You've got to get up and go, head on down the road You knew the rules of the road, pretty mama, many years ago It ain't easy, no complaining 'bout this life Come on, pretty mama, you knew when you got into this Make some room for the lady Come on, Pistol Hey-hey Hear 'em, head on down the road I got to get up and go, head on down the road You knew the rules of the road, pretty mama, many years ago It ain't easy, no complaining 'bout this life Come on, pretty mama, you knew when you got into this I got to get up and go, head on down the road Come on, pretty mama, you knew the rules years ago It ain't easy, no complaining 'bout this life Come on, pretty mama, you knew when you got into this Crash and burn