Back On The Bus

Duration

3:37

Genres

Americana / Alt Country

Lyrics

Back on The Bus What’s left of my pay fills my take of gas Oh is burns away when you try to make it last State trooper nearly caught me making that U-turn through the grass Engine is talking to me, says her time’s nearly passed Back on the bus These foreign roads, they’ve never done a thing for us They ain’t no friend you can trust We’re headed home, we’re headed home, we’re headed home Take me home, Jersey Queen, take me home My girl’s seen some life as the lines in her face may imply She sees the truth through a mountain of cold, iron lies She’s pulled my ass home when the lines aren’t straight to my eyes People have come and they’ve gone, but my love never dies Back on the bus These foreign roads they’ve never done a thing for us They ain’t no friend you can trust We’re headed home, we’re headed home, we’re headed home Take me home, Jersey Queen, take me home