Well I was born on the side of the road,

A gap in the hedge,

Did you hear what I said?

Born in a house with no slates,

But I wouldn't switch,

I didn't have a stitch,

Always been out on a limb,

I've been hard to mend,

Like a kick in the shin.

You'll only see me smile,

When I eat up a country mile.



Born on the green light,

A mission to move,

Something to prove,

An itch in my shoes,

I heard then wail of a train,

From a burnin' stack,

And I jumped on the back,

Well the engineer threw the switch,

And it got to my brain,

I've never been the same.



You'll only see me smile,

When I eat up a country mile.



Gotta make tracks,

Gotta raise the dust,

Grease my heels,

Out race the bus,

Don't blink your eyes,

You won't see me again.



Born a spoke of the wheel,

Not a part of the set,

And I'm running yet,

I ran before I could walk,

The price of the fare,

Was hardly ever there,

I saw an eight wheeler move,

And I couldn't choose,

I just had to cruise.



You'll only see me smile,

When I eat up a country mile.



Well I was born on the side of the road,

A gap in the hedge,

Did you hear what I said,

Born in a house with no slates,

But I wouldn't switch,

I didn't have a stitch,

I've always been out on a limb,

I've been hard to mend,

Like a kick in the shin.



You'll only see me smile,

When I eat up a country mile.



Gotta make tracks,

Gotta raise the dust,

Grease my heels,

Out race the bus,

Don't blink your eyes,

Or you won't see me again.



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