Slow Roll Home

Used to chase the wilder side of Saturday night

Running past the borders of the neon...

no, the evening light (hah)

But now I find my peace

right here under this porch roof Where the creek runs slow

and the coffee's

80-proof

And the older I get,

the more country I'm gettin' to be Just a simple song and

a tall oak tree

Yeah, the world keeps spinning,

but it's leaving me behind

And I'm perfectly happy with this state of mind

I don't need the fast lane or a fancy foreign car

Just a dusty flattop and a sky full of stars

Learning to listen more than I ever speak

Finding the strength in being gentle and weak (mmmmm)

And the older I get,

the more country I'm gettin' to be Just a simple song and

a tall oak tree

Yeah, the world keeps spinning,

but it's leaving me behind And I'm perfectly happy with this state

of mind (oh yeah)

There's a sweetness in the slow down

An old dog sleeping on the floor

Knowing what matters

And not needing any more

And the older I get,

the more country I'm gettin' to be Just a simple song and

a tall oak tree

Yeah, the world keeps spinning,

but it's leaving me behind And I'm perfectly happy with this state

of mind

More country every day... (mmmmm)