Текст песни Car Wheels On A Gravel Road - Lucinda Williams
Sittin'
in
the
kitcken,
a
house
in
macon
Loretta's
singing
on
the
radio
Smell
of
coffee,
eggs,
and
bacon
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Pull
the
curtains
back
and
look
outside
Somebody
somehere
i
don't
know
Come
on
now
child
we're
gonna
go
for
a
ride
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Can't
find
a
damn
thing
in
this
place
Nothing's
where
i
left
it
before
Set
of
keys
and
a
dusty
suitcase
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
There
goes
the
screen
door
slamming
shut
You
better
do
what
you're
told
When
i
get
back
this
room
better
be
picked-up
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Low
hum
of
voices
in
the
front
seat
Stories
nobody
knows
Got
folks
in
jackson
we're
going
to
meet
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Cotton
fields
stretching
miles
and
miles
Hank's
voice
on
the
radio
Telephone
poles
trees
and
wires
fly
on
by
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Broken
down
shacks
engine
parts
Could
tell
a
lie
but
my
heart
would
know
Listen
to
the
dogs
barkin
in
the
yard
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Child
in
the
backseat
about
four
or
five
years
Lookin'
out
the
window
Little
bit
of
dirt
mixed
with
tears
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
Car
wheels
on
a
gravel
road
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