"1800 Miles" lyrics
I don't know what you think you've been told
If I ever was for sale, I never sold
And it's short on flashing lights and rhinestone clothes
1800 miles from Music Row
It's Tyson songs on fiddle and guitar
And the pedal steel man drives a real mean bar
You won't hear it on your radio
It's 1800 miles from Music Row
You ain't cool if you ain't counter-culture weird
And it ain't a red dirt band if the band don't all got beards
We don't got these kinds of cliques where I was grown
1800 miles from Music Row
You won't hear a speech or see me dance
That microphone's gonna stay clipped in the stand
I won't pretend it might contend for best in show
It's 1800 miles from Music Row
If I ever was for sale, I never sold
And it's short on flashing lights and rhinestone clothes
1800 miles from Music Row
It's Tyson songs on fiddle and guitar
And the pedal steel man drives a real mean bar
You won't hear it on your radio
It's 1800 miles from Music Row
You ain't cool if you ain't counter-culture weird
And it ain't a red dirt band if the band don't all got beards
We don't got these kinds of cliques where I was grown
1800 miles from Music Row
You won't hear a speech or see me dance
That microphone's gonna stay clipped in the stand
I won't pretend it might contend for best in show
It's 1800 miles from Music Row
Writer(s): Colter Bradley Wall
