Story Behind The Song
Written on the road home to Louisiana from Chicago. Getting away from the cold weather, toll roads and getting back home to Louisiana which is home.
Song Description
Acapella with knees slaps for timing, Talks about leaving Illinois where he is unhappy in the cold and having to pay so many tolls and getting back home to more familiar surroundings of the south in Louisiana. Missing the good old things like grits and home and family,
Song Length |
1:35 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Folk - Americana |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Troubled, Glad |
Subject |
Region, Change |
Similar Artists |
Arlo Guthrie, Woody Guthrie |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
I don't care if the Cubbies win today, I don't even know where the White Sox play
I don't wantta eat another sausage on a ROLL...I'm finally leavin' the land of the Tolls, Finally leavin' the Land of the Tolls ...
Give me a nickel baby give me a buck, if your're drivin tonight you're gonna have to
pay up Guess all the highways are really
made of GOLD
I'm finally leavin' the Land of the Tolls,
finally leavin' the Land of Tolls
Well you can talk real funny like I know you do, you can even call me a Southern fool, I don't really care cuz I really gotta GO
I'm finally leavin' the Land of the Tolls, finally leavin' the Land of the Tolls
Goin' back down where the grits are real, Louisiana makin me the way I feel.
I almost forgot to mention bout the COLD...
I'm finally leavin' the Land of the Tolls, finally leavin' the Land of the Tolls...