Lyrics:

Chorus (Timbaland) I've been travelin' for some time (some time, some time) With my fishin' pole and my bottle of shine (bottle of shine, bottle of shine) On these long dark dusty roads (dusty roads, dusty roads) I'm lookin, there's no where to go I guess i gotta hide away, far away Cuz i gotta find a way, to find my way Cuz i gotta hide away, far away Cuz i gotta find a way, to find my way-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay Verse 1 I left out from mama's with my thumb in the wind The leaves on the ground, winter's comin' again Solid on the surfaces, I crumble within But legends are made out of honorable men So on the brink of death I still manage livin' life Cuz so rarely in this world are these chances givin twice I indeed sold my soul without glancin at the price No instructions when i was handed this device But with what i did give I was more than generous Put others over self on several instances But i'm back on my feet without a hint of bitterness And one way or another I shall have deliverance So I say... Chorus x1 Verse 2 Can you recall a time people loved you unconditionally Toast in the new south,