"Old Roads And Old Friends" lyrics

I just made that right off the four lane
'Bout a mile past that old river bridge
We used to jump off of in the summer
Fish under when I was a kid
There's Ricky down at the ole' ball park
Still drivin' that ol' blue Chevelle
I might look good in this new Silverado
But the bank note keeps me broke as hell

There ain't nothin' like that old stop light
That hangs in the middle of town
It puts my mind back in the slow lane
And my feet back on the ground
Wraps my heart in a warm blanket
Makes everything ok again
Thank God for family, old roads, and old friends

Mamas makin' chicken and dumplins'
Daddy's drinkin' beer and cuttin' grass
Then pickin' that guitar in the livin' room
In my favorite scene from the past
Yeah, and that back yard reminds me of my old dog
How he'd dig his way under the fence
Hell it seemed like he just wanted out of there
The way I used to swear that I did

Yeah, there ain't nothin' like that old stop light
That hangs in the middle of town
It puts my mind back in the slow lane
And my feet back on the ground
Wraps my heart in a warm blanket
Makes everything ok again
Thank God for family, old roads, and old friends
Yeah, thank God for family, old roads, and old friends

I just made that right off the four lane
'Bout a mile past that old river bridge