Waylon Jennings - Lines

^D I want to be free from the noise of the grind So i live on the outskirts of the back of my ^Gmind With a str^Aong hand,a songman,and God on my side I'm writing that freedom a line at a t^Dime

^D On the highway to nowhere that runs through my mind A yellow line stretches out into the n^Gight Br^Aoken in places,it's my guiding light So i'm writing that freedom a line at a t^Dime

^D I'm wa^Glking a fine line between wrong and right I can l^Dive with the problems of this day and time Cons^Gider me lucky 'cause i'll be all right In m^Dy mind i'm having a beautiful l^Aife

^D I'm lost in the feelings of this heart of mine In search of the border of infinite t^Gime And i f^Aind peace of mind in the songs and their rhymes So i'm writing my freedom a line at a t^Dime