Hallelujah

Hallelujah By The Band Of Heathens Written by Colin Brooks, © Brooks Wood 3/17/2010 D I pointed north towards Kansas City D A I thought I'd drive all night D I got oil in my gasoline A And smoke coming out my pipe G And every mile I leave behind me D Is like a hundred dollar bill A You know I might come back to get 'em A But I probably never will Chorus: D Hallelujah A The road's my saving grace D Hallelujah A My home is not a place D Hallelujah A Wherever I may roam G You know I'm in the night right now D A But the night is not my home You know Jesus loves my mama I guess he loves me too But you know I'd like to ask him What he thinks about the truth And every mile I leave behind me Is a like wine running from my cup Especially because she cut a hole I can't seem to fill up Chorus Solo Chorus