highway headed south somewhere to Dixie Where the cotton blooms in the spring and the snow don't fly I'm gonna rest these chillin' bones in the Southern
live again where the weather chills you to the bone I'm tired of livin' like an Eskimo On a highway headed south... On a highway headed south...
Tradução: Parton, Dolly. Headin carretera 'Sur.
never live again where the weather chills you to the bone I'm tired of livin' like an Eskimo On a highway headed south... On a highway headed south...
