(b-double-e-double-r-u-n.). (Yeaaaaaaaieee). (Look Out). . Twenty five minutes past quittin' time. Seven of us crammed into that truck of mine. Payin' no attention to them highway signs.
A light snow is falling on London. All sign of the living has gone. The last train pulls into the station. And no-one gets off and no-one gets on. . Don't hate me.
Pretty Paper is playing on the jukebox. And mistletoe is hanging above the bar. I want to thank you for this. Broken heart that I got. Merry Christmas Girl.
I was headed north on Highway Five. On a star-lit Sunday night. When a pick-up truck flew by me out of control. As I watched in my headlights. He swerved left then back right.
Papa drove a truck nearly all his life. You know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife. The part she couldn't handle was the being alone. I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone.
Go down the road called Yesterday. Take a left on a Lost Highway. And make a right on Memory Lane. Drive until you feel the pain. . And at the River of Tears, take one last turn.
In the back of my mind there's a sweet memory. Of an old front porch swing and Daddy singing to me. I can still feel the touch of his callused hands. In my eyes, he was the one perfect man.
The rumor started spreadin' as we were draggin' Main. Party out on Miller's Farm, come and raise some Cain. The convoy started formin' down at the Frosty Freeze.
I told my boss where to get off two months ago today. Now the bills are pilling high and they're hauling things away. They took the living room sofa, the Kool-Aid stains and all.
Once upon a time there were two hearts. On a road to happy ever after. And the story goes that the real world. Snug up and stole their sunlight and their laughter.
Diablo motors had a hell of a sale, downtown yesterday. Word got around, no money down, take years and years to pay. When I got there the lot was bare, but the salesman said, "Hold on".
Yesterday you walked away and left me. Today you say youre sorry that we're through. Our love will work, we'll heal the hurt, so help me. Laying blame is the last thing I would do.
The rumor started spreadin' as we were draggin' main. Party out on Miller's farm,come and raise some cain. The convoy started forming down at the Frosty Freeze.
Yesterday you walked away and left me. Today you say you're sorry that we're through. Our love will work we'll heal the hurt, so help me. Layin' blame's the last thing I would do.
I was headed north on Highway 5. On a starlit Sunday night. When a pick-up truck flew by me out of control. As I watched in my headlights,. He swerved left and then back right.
Once upon a time there were two hearts. On a road to happy ever after. And the story goes that the real world. Snug up and stole their sunlight and their laughter.
Yesterday you walked away and left me. Today you say you? re sorry that we're through. Our love will work, we'll heal the hurt, so help me. Laying blame is the last thing I would do.
I was sittin' at the bar with my buddies. Discussin' the state of the world. Everyone had an opinion. Then somebody turned and asked Earl. "Is the stock market gonna recover.