Title: Code Of The Road
Artist: Bleach
Composer(s): Samuel Barnhart, David Baysinger, Brad Ford, Matt Gingerich, Todd Kirby
Lyric:
Just suppose, this old car sputtered down the road
Just suppose
Just suppose, this old car, it refused to go
Just suppose
Wouldn't you hope that someone
Would take her time to stop and help you out?
I'd like to think that someone
Would care enough to stop and help you out
It's the code, it's the code it's the code of the road
It's the code, it's the code, it's the code of the road
On the side of the road, maybe, you'd like to know
A hand is there, a hand that cares, it's the code of the road
It's the code of the road
Don't you know everyone breaks down along the road?
Don't you know?
Don't you know everybody hurts along the road?
Don't you know?
Wouldn't you hope that someone
Would take her time to stop and help you out?
I'd like to think that someone
Would care enough to stop and help you out
It's the code, it's the code it's the code of the road
It's the code, it's the code, it's the code of the road
On the side of the road, maybe, you'd like to know
A hand is there, a hand that cares, it's the code of the road
It's the code, it's the code, it's the code of the road
It's the code, it's the code, it's the code of the road
It's the code, it's the code, it's the code of the road
It's the code, it's the code, it's the code of the road
It's the code of the road
It's the code of the road
In weakness, Jesus took the time to stop
It help me out
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