Not much for wearin’ out my welcome
Always been that way and then some
Lonesome half the time
Cause I need free and I need spacious
I get bothered, I get anxious just stoppin’ at a red light.
If I’m good at one thing, that’s saying ‘Good Bye’.
CHORUS:
I’m the reason they make fast lanes
My soul don’t roll like no slow train
I hang my old hat in a new place
But it won’t hang too long.
Call me right or call me wrong
That’s just my thing –
I’m the reason they make fast lanes.
When I left Georgia for the third time
I was closer to that state line than I ever was to her
Yeah, I could feel her fallin’
But somewhere down the road was callin’
And my wheels started to turn
It won’t be the last time
And she ain’t the first.
CHORUS:
I’m the reason they make fast lanes
My soul don’t roll like no slow train
I hang my old hat in a new place
But it won’t hang too long.
Call me right or call me wrong
That’s just my thing –
I’m the reason they make fast lanes.
CHORUS:
I’m the reason they make fast lanes
My soul don’t roll like no slow train
I hang my old hat in a new place
But it won’t hang too long.
Call me right or call me wrong
That’s just my thing –
I’m the reason they make fast lanes.

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