Lonely Ride - Corey Smith

It’s been a lonely ride,

It’s been a lonely ride,

I’ve traveled far and wide,

Across the countryside,

It’s been a lonely ride.

So come and join me for the weekend,

My bunks got room for two, (yeah)

Carve some time out for an old friend,

We’ll make a run from Birmingham to Baton Rouge,

Girl I’d love to share a window seat with you.

I’ve got a bird’s eye view,

I’ve got a bird’s eye view,

But the higher up I go,

The more company I leave below,

It’s a lonely bird’s eye view.

So let’s go flying for the weekend,

This airplane’s got room for two,

You won’t regret a moment we spend,

They’ll be nothing like the motions you’ll go through,

Come on, let me share a window seat with you.

Across the Delta by the morning honey,

We’ll kiss our blues away,

Louisiana let’s you love her a little,

Oh, but don’t you get attached,

We’ll have to send you back come Monday.

Across the Delta by the morning honey,

We’ll kiss our blues away,

Louisiana let’s you love her a little,

Oh, but don’t you get attached,

We’ll have to send you back come Monday.

'Cause I need a lonely ride,

I need a lonely ride, oh ya,

I’ve got a voice inside,

It’s chipping at this pilgrims pride,

And, I need a lonely ride.

I need a lonely ride.

I need a lonely ride.