Lyrics

Lord, I'm goin' My bags are packed, my feet are on the floor Lord, I'm goin' My bags are packed, my feet are on the floor I'm going looking for my Georgia road She's got me freeway searchin' for her Ah, the road is hard I don't know what I'm doing this for Oh, the road is hard I don't know what I'm doing this for One minute I was sitting in the sun Next thing I was flying out the door Freeway searching for ya And I'm putting on miles, putting on miles Like it's going out of style Freeway searchin' for, ya Keep my eyes on the wheel And away from that roadside casino Keep my eyes on the wheel And away from that roadside casino But ah, he'll never know that she's looking for me Whoa, whoa, cash machine, freeway searchin' for ya Lord, I'm goin' My bags are packed, my feet are on the floor Lord, I'm goin' My bags are packed, my feet are on the floor She's got me freeway searchin' for her