Back Roads Songtext
von Egil Skjelnes

These city lights can be the harvest moon
Ten thousand miles of sidewalk, to a country boy it′s new
I'm up here in a penthouse, got a feather bed and George on my mind
They′ve got me talking funny, walking like a big wheel, strutting down Fifth Avenue

And they say back roads lead you nowhere
They'll just take you on a round-trip dreamer's ride
But the main roads that I′ve traveled left me stranded so many times
Left memories of the hard times that I′ve had


I guess this year I'll make some plans for home
This endless sound of the beaches ain′t my kind of song
I could have the most expensive kind of fun
But behind the phony smile, the tears keep telling me I'll always feel alone
I′m up here in a penthouse, got a feather bed and George on my mind
They've got me talking funny, walking like a big wheel, strutting down Fifth Avenue

And they say back roads lead you nowhere
They′ll just take you on a round-trip dreamer's ride
But the main roads that I've traveled left me stranded so many times
Left memories of the hard times that I′ve had