The Castellows - No. 7 Road
Everybody's got their little slice of Heaven, mine's in the Georgia pines
Seven miles east of the wildcat creek, if you blink it'll pass you by
Granddaddy walked barefoot up and down this road, now I am too
I'm learning how to live, walking this dirt where he was walking to school
★ Chorus ★
Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home
Out there where my roots run deep
Strong just like that old oak tree
Oh, you're running in my blood, built in my bones
I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road
★ Verse 2 ★
There's seven of us sitting round the table at suppertimе
Now I'm seven steps away, but my mind says Stays' right thеre when I close my eyes
Still trying to fix that barbed wire fence or sitting on a back porch swing
No. 7 was the place where I was raised, now I'm picking this old six string
★ Chorus ★
Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home
Out there where my roots run deep
Strong just like that old oak tree
Oh, you're running in my blood, built in my bones
I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road
★ Bridge ★
Everybody's got their little slice of Heaven
Mine is in the Georgia pines
★ Chorus ★
Oh, No. 7 Road, won't you take me home (Won't you take me)
Out there where my roots run deep
Strong just like that old oak tree
Oh, you're running in my blood, built in my bones
I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road, oh
★ Outro ★
No. 7 Road, won't you take me home, No. 7 Road
Take me home
Won' you take me home
No. 7 Road
Take me home
Won't you take me home
Take me home
Down a country road
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