[Verse 1: Upchurch]
I'm a travelin' gypsy, tipsy off weed and rye whiskey
Whistlin' the silence at night as the ghosts emerge from the thick weeds
Driftin' in clothin' they had when they left this world years ago
So they tiptoe in heaven, nervous 'cause they still ain't the norm
They seen the light but they travel, got stuck in the past to explore
Maybe we are in the past, that means the future is more
Or maybe the future is present and before us this question
If that's the case then who do we ask when we need backwards directions
I mean, there's a meanin' for attributes, 'specially one of a leader
One who goes against the world and don't care to die neither
And if I'm Robert E. Lee give me that Confederate Flag
Take me back to the past so I can bleed out and laugh
[Chorus: Upchurch & Struggle Jennings]
He was a traveler, a rock star and a healer
Four wheels spinnin' in the sunset through the night (Through the night)
Into the dark unknown, guns are loaded (Guns loaded)
But he always made it home before the light (Before the light) Struggle
[Verse 2: Struggle Jennings]
Uh, grass grown over my heart, it's been a lonely place
Waitin' on my time to shine, Rolex with a broken face
Sleepin' in a Cutlass, showered in the truck stop
A buckshot's the only thing'll ever make this buck stop
Punch clocks and misery, dreams of somethin' bigger
I just want to reach the public not just be a public figure
Like to say that he failed, train to success was derailed
Put my journey in a song, inspire you with details
In a field searchin' for seashells, no ocean was in sight
But I saw it in my heart and kept believin' I was right
Fight for what's mine and what's not I'll go and earn
Blazin' a trail through the South tryin' not to get burned
I'm a travelin' gypsy, tipsy off weed and rye whiskey
Whistlin' the silence at night as the ghosts emerge from the thick weeds
Driftin' in clothin' they had when they left this world years ago
So they tiptoe in heaven, nervous 'cause they still ain't the norm
They seen the light but they travel, got stuck in the past to explore
Maybe we are in the past, that means the future is more
Or maybe the future is present and before us this question
If that's the case then who do we ask when we need backwards directions
I mean, there's a meanin' for attributes, 'specially one of a leader
One who goes against the world and don't care to die neither
And if I'm Robert E. Lee give me that Confederate Flag
Take me back to the past so I can bleed out and laugh
[Chorus: Upchurch & Struggle Jennings]
He was a traveler, a rock star and a healer
Four wheels spinnin' in the sunset through the night (Through the night)
Into the dark unknown, guns are loaded (Guns loaded)
But he always made it home before the light (Before the light) Struggle
[Verse 2: Struggle Jennings]
Uh, grass grown over my heart, it's been a lonely place
Waitin' on my time to shine, Rolex with a broken face
Sleepin' in a Cutlass, showered in the truck stop
A buckshot's the only thing'll ever make this buck stop
Punch clocks and misery, dreams of somethin' bigger
I just want to reach the public not just be a public figure
Like to say that he failed, train to success was derailed
Put my journey in a song, inspire you with details
In a field searchin' for seashells, no ocean was in sight
But I saw it in my heart and kept believin' I was right
Fight for what's mine and what's not I'll go and earn
Blazin' a trail through the South tryin' not to get burned
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