It was a home run when the game was tied A pick up truck when I could drive One pink line when Katie said I'm late It was a passin' grade, a pretty girl
So many close calls, dodging wreckin' balls There ain't a pitfall I didn't fall through Girl, there's no telling how I ever made it out And lived to talk
95 down the interstate Mile high on a jet plane A desert road or a downtown train It's all the same, I can't outrun you I can move to another town Where
There's a stack of pizza boxes And cigarette stuffed beer bottles up on my TV But it's better than I thought it'd be There's a pile of dirty laundry
Eighteen wheeler dropped me off at that city limit sign Sunday morning sunlight hurt my eyes It's a long way from where I've been back to my hometown
Last night he fell down but he got right back up Had one too many I guess Tomorrow he won't remember tonight he just want's to forget The pressure he'
She was pretty, she was smart She was witty, yeah she had charm Cupid shot me, that's what got me down the aisle But that match made in Heaven went straight
I was there in the winter of '64 When we camped in the ice at Nashville's door Three hundred miles our trail had lead We barely had time to bury our dead
Monday I hauled steel from Pennsylvania Swapped it for a load of longhorns in Fort Worth Wednesday I slept 'til noon Parked outside a Houston greasy spoon
Back as far as I remember Mama always worried about me Ya see Mama knew my taste in women She'd say whatever you do, boy find you one that's sweet Well
I remember when kissing you would take all night Love was new back then, the moment was always right I apologize, I can't believe how long it's been So
He grew up pickin' in a chicken wire joint Burning up the road from point to point Doing silver bullets, singing "Shotgun Willie" A five-piece band and
It was a home run when the game was tied A pick up truck when I could drive One pink line when katie said I'm late It was a passing grade, a pretty
Monday I .... from Pennsylvania Swapped it for a load of long horns in for work Wednesday I slept 'til noon Parked outside a Houston breezy spoon Here
So many close calls, dodging reckin' balls They're ain't appeared for, I didn't fall through Girl, there's no tellin' how, I ever made it out And lived
Ninety-five down the interstate Mile high on a jet plane Desert road or a downtown train It's all the same I can't outrun you Now I can move to
I remember when kissing you would take all night Love was new back then, the moment was always right I apologize, I can't believe how long it's been
Eighteen wheeler dropped me off at that city limits sign Sunday morning sunlight hurt my eyes It's a long way from where I been back to my home town
