Dolly Parton - Country road

^CSaw you turnin' down ^Gmain street ^Fin your big, black ^Cfancy car ^FYou were dressed up ^Cfit to kill, ^Fwith a pretty girl ^Con your ^Garm ^CYou spun around and you ^Gheaded up town ^FWhere the neon ^Clights all shine ^FLeft me choking in a ^Ccloud of dust ^GYou never pay me no ^Cmind

^CYou're livin' in the fast lane ^FI guess I'm just too ^Cslow ^FI never wore silk or ^Cfancy furs Just ^Gplain ole calico I'll never be a ^Cfast lane lover And they're the ^Fonly kind you take up ^Ctown ^FI am just a ^Ccountry road ^GThat you keep turnin' ^Cdown

^CIf you ever hit a dead en^Gd street ^FIf it's love that you're ^Clooking for ^FYou can always ^Cturn around ^FAnd beat a path ^Cright to ^Gmy door ^CDo I have to draw ^Gyou a map ^FYou seem to know your ^Cway around ^FSo when you're tired of ^Cspinnin' your wheels ^GBaby, we can go to ^Ctown

^CYou're livin' in the fast lane ^FI guess I'm just too ^Cslow ^FI never wore silk or ^Cfancy furs Just ^Gplain ole calico I'll never be a ^Cfast lane lover And they're the ^Fonly kind you take up ^Ctown ^FI am just a ^Ccountry road ^GThat you keep turnin' ^Cdown