I been on the road so long it seems

That all I can taste is gasoline

Been on the road long mile after mile

It all looks the same to me after a while

So crow now rooster its the break of day

Twenty-four hours and I can't stay away



Fried chicken and gasoline

I miss a woman but she don't miss me

Fried chicken and gasoline



There's an empty highway, a cold gray dawn

Been on the road just a day too long

I get lonesome sometimes I dream

Wake up tasting of gasoline



Fried chicken and gasoline

I miss a woman but she don't miss me

Fried chicken and gasoline



She feeds the hungry but she won't feed the poor

And i wonder who's knocking at her kitchen door

Well I get lonesome sometimes I dream

And I wake up tasting of gasoline



Fried chicken and gasoline

I miss a woman but she don't miss me

Fried chicken and gasoline



(Fried chicken and gasoline: that's the story of my life)



Down the road

That's where you'll find me