One more night, one more show. Four down, eighty-four to go. This ain't no time for moving slow Greenville to Baton Rouge. I'll call you up when I get through. The life I live is the life I
stoppin' every twenty miles. Callin' Baton Rouge A replay of last night's events. Roll through my mind. Except a scene or two. Erased by sweet red wine. And I see a truck stop sign ahead. So I change