Joshua Panda - I-77 Blues lyrics

Well, we were rockin' and a rollin' down i-77 Through a little piece of land that I call heaven, Hopin' and a prayin' we can keep it between the lines. We stopped at Bojangles for biscuits and gravy, I hop on through Charlotte 'cause I gots to see my baby, oh boy, There's nothin' like Caroline. Well the man at the border he gave me the order, Said take a pound down to the south side of Florida, And no funny business boys, you know we got a schedule to keep. We's avoidin' 95, just tryin' to stay alive, South a Roanoke, I let my rider drive, The sun was wakin' up and we still ain't had a wink of sleep. Well, we were rockin' and a rollin' down i-77 Through a little piece of land that I call heaven, Hopin' and a prayin' we can keep it between the lines. We stopped at Bojangles for biscuits and gravy, I hop on through Charlotte 'cause I gots to see my baby, oh boy, There's nothin' like Caroline. Stuck outside Decatuer eatin' nothin' but tomatoes, Says the man at the station, sounds like the alternator, But where you boys headed, I got a cousin tryin' to skip town. So we cut the cousin in and hit the road again, Our throats they was a dry and he said he had a friend, We were 90 miles from Charlotte and we never put that bottle down. Well, we were rockin' and a rollin' down i-77 Through a little piece of land that I call heaven, Hopin' and a prayin' we can keep it between the lines. We stopped at Bojangles for biscuits and gravy, I hop on through Charlotte 'cause I gots to see my baby, oh boy, There's nothin' like Caroline. Vowing that we must make Burlington or bust, Livin' on pills and pockets full of dust, I ain't had a bath since I left out the 704. Oh but bless our souls, we couldn't beat the snow Got trapped in Albany, and we couldn't play the toll, We might a lost a shoe but at least we got our foot in the door. Well, we were rockin' and a rollin' down i-77 Through a little piece of land that I call heaven, Hopin' and a prayin' we can keep it between the lines. We stopped at Bojangles for biscuits and gravy, I hop on through Charlotte 'cause I gots to see my baby, oh boy, There's nothin' like Caroline.