LYRIC FOR SALE

By Joseph Mack Gould

Isaiah 35: 8 The Highway of Holiness
Raced down all the dirt roads that turned to hairpins
(Speedin the Asphalt, Runnin that Rum) Alt
Blasted over endless two lanes that led to Fun Sin
(Ginnin down those back roads, always on the Run) Alt
Blew a Couple of Decades out Chasing the Twilight
A Cloud of Smoke, Plain Out’ta Sight
If you’ve got the Nerve
Lost allot of Fast Friends
Out on Dead Mans Curve
That Motor Track Line of Livin
That Motor Track Line of Livin
Left me Heartbroke, Not Forgivin
Burned up my Youth Livin Out’ta Bounds
Those Years of Loads and Highway Towns
Those Years of Loads and Highway Towns


Barreling down that Black Top
Every ounce of My Might
Out Ran the Devil
One Black Dark Night
Amongst The Infamous
Became a Legend on Wheels
Still the Hounds of Hell,
Snapped at my Heels
That Motor Track Line of Livin
That Motor Track Line of Livin
Always Heartbroke, But Never Forgivin
Burned up my Youth Livin Out’ta Bounds
Those Years of Loads and Highway Towns
Those Years of Loads and Highway Towns



Now the Highway of Holiness is the Only Story
High above the Mire, Bathed in His Glory
Golden and Majestic, Filled with His Essence
Lofty and Narrow, Leading straight to His Presence
No Ravenous Beast to Exploit Fear
Only the Ransomed of the Lord will Travel Here
Sighing and Sorrow Flee Far Away
His Glorious Joy is Here To Stay
That Holiness Highway Kind of Livin
That Holiness Highway Kind of Livin
A Heart Deep Ya-Shoe-a Vision
To His Love I am Given
By His Blood I am Forgiven
By His Blood I am Forgiven