Take Me Back

Writer: Ryan Connolly

Ryan Connolly

Take Me Back

Driving down this interstate,
My eyes are heavy,
My minds asleep,
21 days of getting dirty in oil and grease,
Bruised knuckles, caliced palms and tired feet,
I scroll the dial on the dash,
For something to pick me back up,
And get me on my feet,

But all I hear is tailgates and moonlight,
Whatever happened to the songs that would give us life?
Oh God take me back to the songs,
About the simple things in life,

Like when Ronnie sang, My Maria,
How Hank JR gave us pride,
With a Country Boy Can Survive,
Oh God Take me back to those songs, take me back, take me back home,
About the simple things in life

Started thinking about my women back at home,
Oh god oh when she smiles my heart turns into gold,
Or when she bats, those big blue eyes,
And says baby “Can you stay for one more night”?

300 miles left with my memories and a half tank of gas,
Oh God take me back to those songs,
Where I would raise my glass,

Like when Ronnie sang, My Maria,
How Hank JR gave us pride,
With a Country Boy Can Survive,
Oh God Take me back to those songs, take me back, take me back home],
About the simple things in life

Bridge:  Give me a guitar with just a little twang,
Give me a song that opens my eyes,
Like “When Daddy Let Me Drive”,
Oh God take me back to the songs,
About the simple things in life,

Chorus

 

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