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Fried Chicken And Gasoline (Album Version)

Fried Chicken And Gasoline (Album Version)

Southern Culture On The Skids

Lyrics
I've been on the road so long, it seems
And all I could taste is a gasoline
Been on the road long, mile after mile
It all looks the same to me after a while
So, crow now, rooster, it's the break of day
24 hours, and I can't stay away

Fried chicken, and gasoline
I miss a woman, but she don't miss me
Fried chicken, and gasoline

There's an empty highway, a cold gray dawn
Been on the road just a day too long
Well, I get lonesome, sometimes, I dream
Wake up tasting of gasoline

Fried chicken, and gasoline
I miss a woman, but she don't miss me
Fried chicken, and gasoline

She feeds the hungry, but she won't feed the poor
And I wonder who's knocking at her kitchen door
Well, I get lonesome, sometimes, I dream
And I wake up tasting of gasoline

Fried chicken, and gasoline
I miss a woman, but she don't miss me
Fried chicken, and gasoline

Fried chicken, and gasoline
That's the story of my life so far

Down the road, that's where you'll find me
Down the road
Down the road
Down the road
Down the road, that's where you'll find me
Down the road