Backroads & Barstools from Barstools & Backroads by PAIGE

Been travellin on these roads for a mighty long time
Collectin stories , breakin hearts, and leavin scenes of crimes
One thing made me stop in my tracks, was a gal called Rita
As they say in Spanish...she was a real bonita.

Chorus
Backroads and barstools in a nutshell
is my whole life... like livin in a motel
Got me comin in all kinds of places
Still searchin and searchin for them safe places

One man I met during a full moon's strike
He'd work all his life, fingers to the bone
Only to get tossed out by them corporates
Their hearts are made of stone

Chorus
Backroads and barstools in a nutshell
is my whole life... like livin in a motel
Got me comin in all kinds of places (goin?)
Still searchin and searchin for them safe places


I sip my beer, whisky or on a good nite, some tequila
I close my eyes and still see my Rita...
I spin my yarn, for those choosin to listen
To a old man who's on a mission
Tryin help them youngins to survive
With the Lord's help on their side

Chorus
Backroads and barstools in a nutshell
is my whole life... like livin in a motel
Got me comin in all kinds of places
Still searchin and searchin for them safe places

• Americana
• Country
• Country-Alt
• alternative pop
• ambient
• country
• country rock
• genre-fluid
• outlaw country
• storyteller
• synthpop
• texas country
• wanderlust
• Austin