Country Fast Lane Lyrics and Music by Robert Vance © 2007 Well I’m running down the road got too much on my mind With a herd of other people just trying to make some time Life’s getting too crazy it’s got my head spinning Everybody wants something in a New York minute Find a bar on a back road and I’m feeling no pain Trying to find my way back to the country fast lane I was born a country boy and I don’t straddle the fence I like to sing the songs that make the drunk girls dance I like it when they bring the band another round And if Y’all are ready we’re gonna drink ‘em down The end of the night might get a little insane We’re just driving through life in this country fast lane Well I’ll trade the big city with the streets that have no pity For a back road side road and a right onto a dirt road Stop for a six-pack where I get my gas Do we party country style you better bet your aaaa yeah yeah Well I’m driving down this dirt road ain’t got too much on my mind I got lost for awhile and it took a little time Took a lot of wrong turns broke down a few times Trying to find my way on this so called road of mine A couple right turns hey I see a weather vane I finally found my way back to the country fast lane Well I’ll trade the big city with the streets that have no pity For a back road side road and a right onto a dirt road Stop for a six-pack where I get my gas Do we party country style you better bet your yeah
