RURAL ROUTE – CHRIS KNIGHT      Verse 1   I built a fire up on the hill; I sat in the woods and drank my fill   Talked to God all night, took another shot at setting me right   Then I walked down to the road, filled a beer can full of 22 holes   Then I said goodbye, yeah I said goodbye   Chorus   I’d go back but I can’t go home, cause river is up & the road is closed   & there aint no telephone…………at my mothers’ house    & all the lights are out, down on the rural route   Verse 2   There aint much of nothin’ left, this place where I became myself   Ghosts & memories, I’d walk on by but they’d follow me   I’d seen plenty on down the road. Asked him if he’d seen my brother   He just said no, well I guess I’d better go   Repeat Chorus   Instrumental   Verse 3   I built a fire up on the hill; I sat in the woods and drank my fill   Talked to God all night, took another shot at setting me right   Then I’d just walk away, aint nothin’ here I want to remember anyway   Least not today   Repeat Chorus * 2