Burning The Midnight Oil Lyrics - Singles - Tim Wheatley

Red sky in the morning, heed a Sheppard's warning, best be gone 

Hi-tail it out of here, making it up as I go along 

So steady as she goes I steer the Chevy's nose, carving borderlines 

Burning the midnight oil trying to sever ties 

Yeah Ooooooooooh 

Go on go chase the things you lust, there's a little bit of whore in all of us 

I wont tell if you wont tell, I wont tell if you wont tell 

Make haste because today just ain't your day, take tongues at the mention of your name 

You left me high and dry, there but for the grace of God go I 

Yeah Oooooooooooh 

No Sir. I ain't got a dollar, hell I ain't got a dime 

Im so hot under the collar, wasting my precious time 

The rhythm of the road an unyielding abode, heavy and true 

Burning the midnight oil to be rid of you 

Yeah Ooooooooooooh 

Go on go chase the things you lust, there's a little bit of whore in all of us 

I wont tell if you wont tell, I wont tell if you wont tell 

Make haste because today just ain't your day, take tongues at the mention of your name 

You left me high and dry, there but for the grace of God go I 

Yeah Oooooooooooh