Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rafe Carlson
Performer
Wes Little
Drums
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rafe Carlson
Songwriter
Troy Kemp
Songwriter
Lyrics
I’m gassin’ my ride
Them highway lines are callin’
But the blacktop ain’t gonna get me where I need to go
I’ll be wakin up in the bed of my truck in the mornin’
Somewhere down by a river at the end of a dirt road
I’m gonna take that left where the city folk take a right
Little fishin’ in the dark, firelight guitar tonight
So tired of the world, sick of this goddamn phone
So I ain’t gonna get it if you leave a message at the tone
All of that scrollin’ is leavin’ a hole in my heart
Hard to separate the people that are real from the ones that aren’t
You can’t fake a sunset or the smell of a white pine
So I’m leavin that fabricated counterfeit mainstream shit behind
I’m gonna take that left where the city folk take a right
Little fishin’ in the dark, firelight guitar tonight
So tired of the world, sick of this goddamn phone
So I ain’t gonna get it if you leave a message at the tone
I’m gonna take that left where the city folk take a right
Little fishin’ in the dark, firelight guitar tonight
So tired of the world, sick of this goddamn phone
So I ain’t gonna get it if you leave a message at the tone
Written by: Rafe Carlson, Troy Kemp