No. 7 Road - The Castellows

Produced by：Trina Shoemaker

Everybody's got their little slice of Heaven

Mine's in the Georgia pines

Seven miles east of the wildcat creek

If you blink it'll pass you by

Granddaddy walked barefoot up and down this road

Now I am too

I'm learning how to live

Walking this dirt where he was walking to school

Oh No. 7 Road won't you take me home

Out there where my roots run deep

Strong just like that old oak tree

Oh you're running in my blood built in my bones

I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road

There's seven of us sitting round the table at suppertimе

Now I'm seven steps away

But my mind says Stays' right there when I close my eyes

Still trying to fix

That barbed wire fence or sitting on a back porch swing

No. 7 was the place where I was raised

Now I'm picking this old six string

Oh No. 7 Road won't you take me home

Out there where my roots run deep

Strong just like that old oak tree

Oh you're running in my blood built in my bones

I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road

Everybody's got their little slice of Heaven

Mine is in the Georgia pines

Oh No. 7 Road won't you take me home

Won't you take me

Out there where my roots run deep

Strong just like that old oak tree

Oh you're running in my blood built in my bones

I'm who I am from where I stand on the old No. 7 Road oh

No. 7 Road won't you take me home No. 7 Road

Take me home

Won' you take me home

No. 7 Road

Take me home

Won't you take me home

Take me home

Down a country road