| Song | Headed South |
| Artist | Van Zant |
| Album | My Kind Of Country |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : VanZant, VanZant, Warren ... | |
| Out on the road 200 days a year | |
| Blowin' smoke and grindin' gears | |
| My bones are achin' from this Northern cold | |
| Baby's cryin' on the telephone | |
| Momma says I've been gone too long | |
| The whiskey I've been drinkin' alone is sure gettin' old | |
| This old highway don't seem to end | |
| Countin' the days until I'm home again | |
| Bus wheels turnin' from town to town | |
| I wish I could set this circus down | |
| I've had enough, I'm punchin' out | |
| 'Cause this whole thing | |
| Is headed south | |
| Headed south | |
| One more night at the 8 Days Inn | |
| I need to hold my baby again | |
| These four damn walls | |
| Are closing in on me | |
| Unpacking my bags just to pack 'em again | |
| Don't want you to see the shape I'm in | |
| I could sure use some shade from a live oak tree | |
| This old highway don't seem to end | |
| Countin' the days until I'm home again | |
| Bus wheels turnin' from town to town | |
| I wish I could set this circus down | |
| I've had enough, I'm punchin' out | |
| 'Cause this old boy | |
| Is headed south | |
| The Sewanee River | |
| The Mason Dixon | |
| Her pretty face on the things I'm missing | |
| Oh I'm headed south | |
| Headed south | |
| This old highway's coming to an end | |
| Today's the day I'm coming home again | |
| Bus wheels coming right to my town | |
| I just set this circus down | |
| I've had enough, I'm punchin' out | |
| I'm comin' home | |
| I'm headed south | |
| I'm headed south | |
| Headed South | |
| I'm headed South | |
| I'm blowing smoke, grinding gears | |
| I'm headed south | |
| I'm headed south | |
| OH! Headed south |
| zuo qu : VanZant, VanZant, Warren ... | |
| Out on the road 200 days a year | |
| Blowin' smoke and grindin' gears | |
| My bones are achin' from this Northern cold | |
| Baby' s cryin' on the telephone | |
| Momma says I' ve been gone too long | |
| The whiskey I' ve been drinkin' alone is sure gettin' old | |
| This old highway don' t seem to end | |
| Countin' the days until I' m home again | |
| Bus wheels turnin' from town to town | |
| I wish I could set this circus down | |
| I' ve had enough, I' m punchin' out | |
| ' Cause this whole thing | |
| Is headed south | |
| Headed south | |
| One more night at the 8 Days Inn | |
| I need to hold my baby again | |
| These four damn walls | |
| Are closing in on me | |
| Unpacking my bags just to pack ' em again | |
| Don' t want you to see the shape I' m in | |
| I could sure use some shade from a live oak tree | |
| This old highway don' t seem to end | |
| Countin' the days until I' m home again | |
| Bus wheels turnin' from town to town | |
| I wish I could set this circus down | |
| I' ve had enough, I' m punchin' out | |
| ' Cause this old boy | |
| Is headed south | |
| The Sewanee River | |
| The Mason Dixon | |
| Her pretty face on the things I' m missing | |
| Oh I' m headed south | |
| Headed south | |
| This old highway' s coming to an end | |
| Today' s the day I' m coming home again | |
| Bus wheels coming right to my town | |
| I just set this circus down | |
| I' ve had enough, I' m punchin' out | |
| I' m comin' home | |
| I' m headed south | |
| I' m headed south | |
| Headed South | |
| I' m headed South | |
| I' m blowing smoke, grinding gears | |
| I' m headed south | |
| I' m headed south | |
| OH! Headed south |
| zuò qǔ : VanZant, VanZant, Warren ... | |
| Out on the road 200 days a year | |
| Blowin' smoke and grindin' gears | |
| My bones are achin' from this Northern cold | |
| Baby' s cryin' on the telephone | |
| Momma says I' ve been gone too long | |
| The whiskey I' ve been drinkin' alone is sure gettin' old | |
| This old highway don' t seem to end | |
| Countin' the days until I' m home again | |
| Bus wheels turnin' from town to town | |
| I wish I could set this circus down | |
| I' ve had enough, I' m punchin' out | |
| ' Cause this whole thing | |
| Is headed south | |
| Headed south | |
| One more night at the 8 Days Inn | |
| I need to hold my baby again | |
| These four damn walls | |
| Are closing in on me | |
| Unpacking my bags just to pack ' em again | |
| Don' t want you to see the shape I' m in | |
| I could sure use some shade from a live oak tree | |
| This old highway don' t seem to end | |
| Countin' the days until I' m home again | |
| Bus wheels turnin' from town to town | |
| I wish I could set this circus down | |
| I' ve had enough, I' m punchin' out | |
| ' Cause this old boy | |
| Is headed south | |
| The Sewanee River | |
| The Mason Dixon | |
| Her pretty face on the things I' m missing | |
| Oh I' m headed south | |
| Headed south | |
| This old highway' s coming to an end | |
| Today' s the day I' m coming home again | |
| Bus wheels coming right to my town | |
| I just set this circus down | |
| I' ve had enough, I' m punchin' out | |
| I' m comin' home | |
| I' m headed south | |
| I' m headed south | |
| Headed South | |
| I' m headed South | |
| I' m blowing smoke, grinding gears | |
| I' m headed south | |
| I' m headed south | |
| OH! Headed south |