Lyrics

I was ridin by with some jeweler from Dacula
She was goin out with some sidewinder from Winder
Well I heard they settled down in Bethlehem and made the bank
But she started gettin restless needed her space
She picked up her belongings
She packed up all her bank
She went flying by on Highway 316
She started off by serving tea, ended up playin bass
But the tides they were a turnin when the show was televised
Seemed I’m kinda famous I’m getting recognized
She packed up his belongings he packed up all his fame
He went flyin by on Highway 316
From a long line of trappers seemed to run in their blood
Just outside of Statham if he found em he would chase em
Old Highway 29 livin life so divine I raised my guitar speakers doing 59 in a 25
Seemed like my whole way of life had been changed overnight
Here come that doggone 316
Guitar
They were on the horizon it wasn’t hard to find em
He was kind of a stoner and he pulled himself over
Romeo and Juliette were trying to run away
But her father was determined that they wait at least a day
And that country boy would change his mind and everything will be alright
In this slice of life on 316
He sold off all his Hot Wheels and bought a new guitar
Together with some friends they had some records and a car
Well gettin out of Bogart we would realize our dreams
even if it takes us many weeks and many schemes
I’m goin’ to Athens to find Pete Buck and I just said “Good luck!”
I was ridin high on Highway 316
We’re going to Athens to start a band
Sound like you boys got a plan
I was ridin high on Highway 316
Written by: Kevn Gerard Kinney
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