Well, these cigarettes roll good on them long straight roads
The ones that take me to my mountain home
And I'll get there on time and I'll lay my body down
And I'll wake up in the morning and go home
And it's you that I want to be with
It's you that I really want to see
It's you that I want to be with, sweet Becky
Yeah, these miles that I've been traveling don't seem to get me anywhere
Except a flat billed hat full of long hair
Think I'll take it back and I'll go home and relax
I'll drink away all of my cares
And what is man without people of love
Lay a big old empty hole up in his heart
We could all come together we'd find a brand new start
Yeah, these cigarettes roll good on them long straight roads
Ones that take me to my mountain home
And I'll get there on time and I'll lay my body down
And I'll wake up in the morning and go home
Yeah, I'll wake up in the morning and go home