I'm sitting in agony, watching the tail lights go in and out of sync, all I wanna do is go home, but traffic's backed up for miles, and Julie's getting restless, open country's where I want to roam,
We watch as the stop lights change from green to red, no one's even moving, they're good as dead, take me home, let me roam in the open country, down that winding road I feel comatose, just take me to the open country,
(Please! Don't make me beg now, don't make me beg, yeah!)
Got the open country blues, got the blues, (yeah!)
It's just the open country blues now, I still got the blues, I got the blues, I got it.