Cry on The Shoulder of The Road lyrics
by Martina McBride
(matraca berg/tim krekel)I'm rollin' out of bakersfieldMy own private hell on wheelsBut this time I'm gone for goodAnd I've never gone this far beforeBeyond the slammin of the back screen doorBut you never loved me like you shouldChorus:And there ain't no tellin what I'll findBut I might as well move down the lineThere's no comfort here in your zip codeI'd rather break down on the highwayWith no one to share my loadAnd cry on the shoulder of the roadIt makes me feel a little lowSteel guitar on the radioAnd it's kinda scary the way those truckers flySo this is how leaving feelsDrinking coffee and making deals with the one aboveTo get me through the night(repeat chorus twice)
← Back to
Martina McBride albums
You can share a link to this page with your friend!