Between the lunch and dinner rush. Kelly caught that outbound bus for Vegas. We're all out here talking trash, making bets. Lips wrapped round our cigarettes.
There's certain things you're s'posed to know. When you're a girl who grows up in the south. I try to use my common sense. But my foot always ends up in my mouth.
It's high time. To slow my roll. Let the grass just grow and lean way back. It's a fine time. To let it it all go. I've been too low, so it's high time.
I've had my picture made with Willie Nelson. Stayed in a hotel with a pool. Driven through New Mexico where the saguaro cactus grow. And I felt really small under Mount Rushmore.