Lyrics

LONG HAUL (Skibbe, Morris)
© 2010, Ash Street Music (ASCAP) Twelve-Eleven Music (ASCAP) Ken Morris

I got the pink slip at work today
The bank says they’re gonna take the house away
I got a tank of gas and two week’s pay
I can’t think of one good reason to stay

It’s gonna be a long haul
When the road gets rough, I’m gonna keep rolling
Gonna stand on my own two feet
Use my own two hands
Do the best I can, y’all
I’m in it for the lo-o-o-o-ong haul

Them bastard bankers think I’m down on my knees
But my truck and my guitar are all I need
It’s eighteen hours to Tennessee
Funny how sometimes hard times’ll set you free

It’s gonna be a long haul
When the road gets rough, I’m gonna keep rolling
Gonna stand on my own two feet
Use my own two hands
Do the best I can, y’all
I’m in it for the lo-o-o-o-ong haul

We’re all in this together so they say
Help your sisters and your brothers on the way
Now give me your best goodbye smile
Tonight I’m gonna be chewing up some miles

I’m in it for the long haul
When the road gets rough, I’m gonna keep rolling
Gonna stand on my own two feet
Use my own two hands
Do the best I can, y’all
I’m in it for the lo-o-o-o-ong haul