Lyrics:

RURAL ROUTE � CHRIS KNIGHT

Verse 1
I built a fire up on the hill; I sat in the woods and drank my fill
Talked to God all night, took another shot at setting me right
Then I walked down to the road, filled a beer can full of 22 holes
Then I said goodbye, yeah I said goodbye
Chorus
I'd go back but I can't go home, cause river is up the road is closed
there aint no telephone����at my mothers' house
all the lights are out, down on the rural route
Verse 2


There aint much of nothin' left, this place where I became myself
Ghosts memories, I'd walk on by but they'd follow me
I'd seen plenty on down the road. Asked him if he'd seen my brother
He just said no, well I guess I'd better go
Repeat Chorus
Instrumental
Verse 3
I built a fire up on the hill; I sat in the woods and drank my fill
Talked to God all night, took another shot at setting me right
Then I'd just walk away, aint nothin' here I want to remember anyway
Least not today
Repeat Chorus * 2