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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Julie Roberts
Julie Roberts
Performer
Brent Rowan
Brent Rowan
Electric Guitar
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
David Hungate
David Hungate
Bass Guitar
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Keyboards
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Pat McLaughlin
Pat McLaughlin
Background Vocals
Tim Lauer
Tim Lauer
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jess Brown
Jess Brown
Songwriter
Patrick Jason Matthews
Patrick Jason Matthews
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brent Rowan
Brent Rowan
Producer
Gary Paczosa
Gary Paczosa
Mixing Engineer
David Bryant
David Bryant
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Crowder
Steve Crowder
Assistant Recording Engineer
Thomas Johnson
Thomas Johnson
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Mile marker 203 The gas gauge leanin' on the edge of E And I'll be danged if the rain ain't pourin down There's somethin smokin' underneath the hood It's a bangin' and a clangin' and it can't be good And it's another 50 miles to the nearest town Everything I own is in the back in a Hefty bag I'm outta cigarettes and I'm down to my last drag I'd sure hate to break down here Nothin' up ahead or in the rear-view mirror Out in the middle of nowhere knowin' I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin' God help me, keep me movin' somehow Don't let me start wishin' I was with him now I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear I'd sure hate to break down here Under fifty-thousand miles ago Before the bad blood and busted radio You said I was all you'd ever need But love is blind and little did I know That you were just another dead-end road Paved with pretty lies and broken dreams Baby leavin' you is easier than bein' gone I don't know what I'll do if one more thing goes wrong I'd sure hate to break down here Nothin' up ahead or in the rear-view mirror Out in the middle of nowhere knowin' I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin' So God help me, keep me movin' somehow Don't let me start wishin' I was with him now I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear And I'd sure hate to break down here, oh no I'd sure hate to break down here Nothin' up ahead or in the rear-view mirror Out in the middle of nowhere knowin' I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin' So God help me, keep me movin' somehow Don't let me start wishin' I was with him now I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear I'd sure hate to break down, it's to late to turn around And I'd sure hate to break down here Mile marker 215
Writer(s): Patrick Jason Matthews, Jess Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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