Rollin' down the Interstate Headin' out to Illinois Runnin' 'bout 95 Listen to my engine, boy Sand burnin' beano Westcoast, turn around I don't make
I like your banjo in there Girl, you drank all my beer And the whiskey's all gone I'm sittin' here Ready to get it on You got me thinkin' you won't
Incognito Bandito Well, I woke up this mornin', it was drizzlin' rain Around the curve come a passenger train Heard somebody yodel and a hobo moan Hey
Two weeks notice would've been real nice I could've put this broken heart on ice Barely full of whiskey, all laid up in bed Given up on what lies ahead
I told you when I met you, don't try to love me But I love you for trying to anyway You're cryin' and it don't surprise me That you can't find it in your
wild horses when they run Now the cards are on my table And bullets in the gun Bullets in the gun Bullets in the gun Bullets in the gun
This old heart didn't die It's been broke by the best But I made it out alive When you laid our love to rest Baby, it burned, that corner got turned
Thunderbird was July hot now Muddy lake was the perfect spot for Camp fire, drinkin' beer Skippin' half your senior year Told your mama little white
I can see her lyin' back in a satin dress In a room where you do what you don't confess Sundown, you better take care If I find you've been creepin' '
Walked downtown in my broke down shoes To the side street pub with the bar band blues Take a backseat at the front door table Order me a Bud and a shot
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug Make you wanna holler hidey-hoe Burns your tummy, don't you know? Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug Grape wine in a mason jar Homemade and
My neighbor carl, he lives next door Pink flamingos on his porch At night he teaches driving school And he sits out by his plastic pool He takes off
Bet you'll be glad to know I got a Brand new girl friend She took my broken heart and Passed it up again She is good lookin' and she Drives a Convertible
When I busted in Austin Walkin' around in a daze Man, I'm sittin' in the slammer Lookin' out through the bars 'cross a haze It'll all clear up In 11
soul and the fire in her eyes makes you come together like wild horses when they run now the cards are on the table and the bullets in the gun she was
: Two weeks notice would've been real nice I could've put this broken heart on ice Barely full of whiskey, all laid up in bed Given up on what lies ahead
: My neighbor carl, he lives next door Pink flamingos on his porch At night he teaches driving school And he sits out by his plastic pool He takes off
