Delving into the raw and unfiltered lifestyle of a country man, this song is a vivid portrayal of hard living and free-spirited rebellion. 🤠🥃 The lyrics reveal a man who seeks solace in moonshine, women, and the freedom of the open road, despite acknowledging the toll this lifestyle takes on him. He's cautioned by others about his reckless ways but finds comfort in his friends and whiskey. The mention of cocaine suggests he's not just battling physical fatigue but also addiction. Yet, there's an underlying sense of satisfaction and defiance; he enjoys running these roads regardless of where they might lead him. Despite life's hardships, he relishes in the thrill that comes with living on his own terms - a testament to his unbroken spirit.
Whitehouse Road
Lyrics
Early in the morning when the sun does rise
Layin' in the bed with bloodshot eyes
Late in the evenin' when the sun sinks low
That's about the time my rooster crows
I got women up and down this creek
And they keep me going and my engine clean
Run me ragged but I don't fret
'Cause there ain't been one slow me down none yet
Get me drinkin' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw'em in the river and get your fill
We've been sniffing that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads
I got people try to tell me, Red
Keep this livin' and you'll wind up dead
Cast your troubles on the Lord of Lords
Or wind up laying on a coolin' board
But I got buddies up White House Road
And they keep me strutting when my feet hang low
Rotgut whiskey gonna ease my pain
And all this running's gonna keep me sane
Get me drinkin' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw'em in the river and get your fill
We've been sniffing that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads
When you lay me in the cold hard clay
Won't ya sing them hymns while the banjo plays
You can tell them ladies that they ought not frown
'Cause there ain't been nothing ever held me down
Lawmen, women or a shallow grave
Same ol' blues just a different day
Get me drinking' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw'em in the river and get your fill
We've been sniffing that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads
Writer(s): Tyler Childers
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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