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NINE MILE ROAD / © Mark Hamby
From the Boxes, Barrels & Rust CD

It’s just an old flat tire of a town
A couple highways cross and move on
Nobody we knew stuck around here very long
But you were pretty in Tarheel blue
I wasn’t much but I was something to do
Always had the knack to find a laugh or two

So take a ride with me out on Nine Mile Road
The cider’s warm at Curtis Farm and the windfalls are free
Take a ride with me out on Nine Mile Road
It may not be our last chance, but you never know.

We find our way here once in a while
A rental car and a six of Old Style
Punching buttons up and down the radio dial
Friday night’s the homecoming dance
I brought a tie and my only dress pants
Promise I won’t give that hometown queen a glance

So take a ride with me out on Nine Mile Road
The corn is gone with the summer song and the leaves on the trees
Take a ride with me out on Nine Mile Road
It may not be our last chance, but you never know

Your folks are settled in for the night
Didn’t put up much of a fight
But they could tell that something somehow wasn’t right
So let the car just coast down the drive
Cut the lights ‘til we’re clean out of sight
Just like we did when we were seventeen

You’d take a ride with me out on Nine Mile Road
If the moon was dark we’d pull off and park by that big inland sea
Take a ride with me out on Nine Mile Road
It may not be our last chance, but you never know