[Verse 1]
Don't close your eyes on 85
You just might miss that southbound Georgia exit sign
Yeah, to most folks it's just another town
Ain't a damn thing special 'bout
[Chorus]
That highway sign with the state-champ years
A broke down store, live bait, cold beer
That old brick church, with three feet of waterworks
That old gravel lot full of four-by-fours
A half-burnt neon dive bar door
Yeah, this map dot, ain't just a map dot to me
Yeah, it's miles of memories
[Verse 2]
My old six-string, Mike's plywood stage
And I sang a song to the green-eyed one that got away
In the fast lane past
[Chorus]
That highway sign with the state-champ years
A broke down store, live bait, cold beer
That old brick church, with three feet of waterworks
That old gravel lot full of four-by-fours
A half-burnt neon dive bar door
Yeah, this map dot, ain't just a map dot to me
Yeah, it's miles of memories
Don't close your eyes on 85
You just might miss that southbound Georgia exit sign
Yeah, to most folks it's just another town
Ain't a damn thing special 'bout
[Chorus]
That highway sign with the state-champ years
A broke down store, live bait, cold beer
That old brick church, with three feet of waterworks
That old gravel lot full of four-by-fours
A half-burnt neon dive bar door
Yeah, this map dot, ain't just a map dot to me
Yeah, it's miles of memories
[Verse 2]
My old six-string, Mike's plywood stage
And I sang a song to the green-eyed one that got away
In the fast lane past
[Chorus]
That highway sign with the state-champ years
A broke down store, live bait, cold beer
That old brick church, with three feet of waterworks
That old gravel lot full of four-by-fours
A half-burnt neon dive bar door
Yeah, this map dot, ain't just a map dot to me
Yeah, it's miles of memories
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