Oh the Kentucky Highway is a very hot-shot street
Oh the Kentucky Highway is a very hot-shot street
All of the people that I meet
Come around like a spontaneous fleet
I don't even want them to greet or speak to me
Just take the sideways!
On the Kentucky Highway, the oak barrels are all stacked
On the Tuscaloosa Highway, the oak barrels are all stacked
And if you're feeling kinda ragged
And if your heart feels kinda stabbed
Wait for time to feel you grabbed
Your hedonism and get shagged
Don't hold back your ways!
On the Kentucky Highway, Lord you can hear me moan
On the Kentucky Highway, Lord you can hear me moan
And if you're feeling so alone
And if your heart turns into stone
And all your money's out on loan
And all your friends have grown
And the Blues fell this morning just like
Showers of rain
Showering me relentlessly all again
Citadel - Tuscaloosa Lyrics
Citadel - Tuscaloosa Lyrics
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Oh the Kentucky Highway is a very hot-shot street
Oh the Kentucky Highway is a very hot-shot street
All of the people that I meet
Come around like a spontaneous fleet
I don't even want them to greet or speak to me
Just take the sideways!
On the Kentucky Highway, the oak barrels are all stacked
On the Tuscaloosa Highway, the oak barrels are all stacked
And if you're feeling kinda ragged
And if your heart feels kinda stabbed
Wait for time to feel you grabbed
Your hedonism and get shagged
Don't hold back your ways!
On the Kentucky Highway, Lord you can hear me moan
On the Kentucky Highway, Lord you can hear me moan
And if you're feeling so alone
And if your heart turns into stone
And all your money's out on loan
And all your friends have grown
And the Blues fell this morning just like
Showers of rain
Showering me relentlessly all again
Oh the Kentucky Highway is a very hot-shot street
All of the people that I meet
Come around like a spontaneous fleet
I don't even want them to greet or speak to me
Just take the sideways!
On the Kentucky Highway, the oak barrels are all stacked
On the Tuscaloosa Highway, the oak barrels are all stacked
And if you're feeling kinda ragged
And if your heart feels kinda stabbed
Wait for time to feel you grabbed
Your hedonism and get shagged
Don't hold back your ways!
On the Kentucky Highway, Lord you can hear me moan
On the Kentucky Highway, Lord you can hear me moan
And if you're feeling so alone
And if your heart turns into stone
And all your money's out on loan
And all your friends have grown
And the Blues fell this morning just like
Showers of rain
Showering me relentlessly all again
Writer: Eva Koch
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