Back roads in blood and my bones
Back roads oh lord I'm coming home
Back roads in my heart and my soul
Never looking back cause I'm coming home

Thought I wanted something more than mamma's store
Skipped town but what I found I'm paying for
Fighting and trying, and barely
Surviving and driving way too long
Down the wrong road.
It's in blood it's in my bones, I belong to the back roads

I’ve been beaten, broken, battered by the
Trouble I’ve been through.
Now I’m finding my way off this highway
Back to what I knew.
I’m coming home again,
Cause it's part of who I am.
You can take your life down any avenue,
But you can’t shake your back road roots.

Hell raised and raising hell,
To prison cells and picking fights on
The wrong nights and then I fell,
To stealing and cheating and riding,
Repeating, driving way too long
Down the wrong road.