Lyrics

My mama is an angel No doubt she's going to get away You'd think after all these years That model don't run home And I've pinned the inspiration For thousand late night prayers Now you can think she's thinking She went wrong somewhere But the high road ain't never been my road I'd drink and I'd smoke... Yeah and I know where my road goes You can fight a south row Pull up and turn around I saw a sign assigned to Church vile today Said what would Jesus do? I took it in for a minute Sponsored links Thought He ain't got a clue But I know the highway to redemption Don't run through where I've been I know days in Heaven Right now I've got a devil's chance to get in But the high road ain't never been my road I'd drink and I'd smoke... Yeah and I know where my road goes You can fight a south row Pull up and turn around Yeah the high road It ain't never been my road And my cold black cigarette And I don't wanna go Well I know my roll y'all Need to find a side road Pull up and turn around Yeah I'm gonna turn it all around