Fast Lanes And Country Roads - Barbara Mandrell

There’s an eight lane highway out in L. A

Headed nowhere

Every day is a rat race, they’re fighting for first place

It’s like a nightmare

It’s a life of mass confusion, it’s a heavy load

I’m ready to trade the fast lane for a country road

There’s a New York skyline but there’s no sunshine

Down on Broadway

Watching the stocks rise keeps them paralyzed

Up on park place

It’s a 5th Avenue elusion digging for the gold

I’m ready to trade the fast lane for a country road

I’m gonna take a turn for the better

It’s been a long hard ride

This can’t go on forever

I need a Sunday drive

Let me get behind the wheel before I lose control

And trade this fast lane for a country road

There’s a desert sunset I haven’t seen yet

Just out of Tuscon

Down in hot springs Arkansas, you can get an overhaul

I sure could use one

I’m gonna rise above the madness then I’ll be laying low

I’m ready to trade the fast lane for a country road

I’m gonna take a turn for the better

It’s been a long hard ride

This can’t go on forever

I need a Sunday drive

And let me get behind the wheel before I lose control

And trade this fast lane for a country road

Come on, get out of the fast lane, get on a country road

No more fast lanes, get me a country road

(Get out of the fast lane, get on a country road

Get out of the fast lane, get on a country road, get out of the fast lane)