Burnin' up Mockingbird Rd. - Granger Smith

White house with the red mailbox

two blocks to the four way stop

miss the hole in the road

where it heads uphill

seven oak trees, one white pine

by the road with no street sign

round the curve cross the creek

past the old windmill

then it’s one more right

and five more miles

my heart keeps beat

with the lines on the street

and I just can’t slow down

I’m gonna burn it up

burnin' up Mockingbird Road

to where my baby lives you know

every chance I get I go

and everytime it’s time to burn that line

between her house and mine

I’ll go anything but slow

burning up mockingbird road

kick back turn the radio up

I barely have to drive this truck

because it already knows each mile by heart

sometimes it almost seems

I’m riding on wheels with wings

flying high through the night

to my baby’s arms

oh someday she’ll ride back with me

and I’m gonna bring a little gold ring

but until that day

I’m gonna burn it up

burnin' up Mockingbird Road

to where my baby lives you know

every chance I get I go

and everytime it’s time to burn that line

between her house and mine

I’ll go anything but slow

burning up Mockingbird Road

I’m gonna burn it up

burnin' up Mockingbird Road

to where my baby lives you know

every chance I get I go

and everytime it’s time to burn that line

between her house and mine

I’ll go anything but slow

burning up Mockingbird Road

buckle up heart, here we go

burning up Mockingbird Road

burning up Mockingbird Road