Текст (слова) песни: mcbride martina - Cry On The Shoulder Of The Road
I`m rolling out of Bakersfield My own private hell on wheels But this time I`m gone for good And I`ve never gone this far before Beyond the slamming of the back screen door But you never loved me like you should Chorus: And there ain`t no telling what I`ll find But I might as well move down the line There`s no comfort here in your zip code I`d rather break down on the highway With no one to share my load And cry on the shoulder of the road It makes me feel a little low Steel guitar on the radio And it`s kinda scary the way these truckers fly So this how leaving feels Drinking coffee and making deals with the One above To get me though the night Repeat Chorus `Cause there ain`t no telling what I`ll find
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