Strap them kids in give 'em a little bit of vodka In a Cherry Coke, we're going to Oklahoma To the family reunion for the first time in years It's up
s just no one to talk to when the lines go down My one great love, my God, I can feel her still She ran off to California and now she's living In those
I got a room with a Freeway view Ia??m only home at night I aina??t ever coming back to you Or then again I might Then again I might get lonely Then
She gets a little restless in the spring She might follow the lines you sing Bullshit though they are ?Cause sometimes that?s just the thing If delivered
hear the trucks on the highway and the ticking of the clock there's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon bullet holes in the mailbox bullet holes in the
woman with kids can forget all that If she comes up pregnant what?ll she do Forget the career and forget about school Can she live on faith? Live on