Mama Knows The Highway

Mama knows the highway by the songs
When she hears a good one, she always sings along
She don’t ever worry 'bout what’s gone
She says, «good country music will never steer you wrong
She talks to the truckers with the lights
Maybe just a little bit more on Saturday nights
She knows a good road to paradise
And that’s just enough to keep the highway bright
Yeah, Mama knows the highway now by heart
She can see the rain before it starts
Looking clear through a windshield full of stars
Mama knows the highway now by heart
She can tell Wyoming by the wind
She can tell another trucker by the rig that he’s in
She knows how to watch the river bends
She knows where the real South begins
Well, Mama knows the highway now by heart
She can see the rain before it starts
Looking clear through a windshield full of stars
Mama knows the highway now by heart
She can gauge a cafe just by looking at the sign
Little old places always share the grand design
Mama knows the highway now by heart
She can see the rain before it starts
Looking clear through a windshield full of stars
Mama knows the highway now by heart
Mama knows the highway now by heart
Mama knows the highway, yeah, yeah yeah