Sunday driving
My wheels are spinning
And my mind is winding
Like the back roads
Lined with the tall pines
I'm taking my time no hurry
Just a little day dreaming
In the Georgia sunshine
I remember the last time I saw ya
The leaves were changing in the October Autumn
I kissed you goodbye we were sitting high on a
A day just like this sipping corn on the mountainside
I don't know how but I just keep going
Yeah the time keeps moving like the Mississippi rolling
It don't slow down for a music maker going
To the next town but right now
It's easy riding on memory lane Alabama bound
Four more miles and one left turn
Onto dripping rock road
That's where I learned to play baseball
With the kids down the street
We spent every summer
Skipping stones on the Chickasaw creek
They say there's nothing like home sweet home
And you don't know what you've got til' it's gone
I've been lost on the wind rambling
But I'm headed back again I can't believe that it's been so long
I don't know how but I just keep going
Yeah the time keeps moving like the Mississippi rolling
It don't slow down for a music maker going
To the next town but right now
It's easy riding on memory lane Alabama bound