There's a crash on the highway today.
Nobody's going anywhere they say.
It could be you up there, so you better say your prayers,
and take it easy on your narrow way.
Now we can't make it to our gig on time,
so we pull over and drink some wine.
They got a five-car pile up in Rosenheim,
oh, driver take me down the line.
Germany has been cold and mean.
I want to get home to New Orleans.
Me and my baby, all we do is fight.
Take me back home to BJ's on a Monday night.
They got these two-dollar coins here, man.
Some people say this is the promised land.
But me, I'm happy in some southern bar,
just in the corner playin' my guitar.
There's a crash on the highway today.
Nobody's going anywhere they say.
Man, it could be you up there, so you better say your prayers,
and take it easy on your narrow way.
All dressed up with nowhere to go,
feeling like the last stand at the Alamo.
Man, I ain't got nothin' but time,
and I got Louisiana on my mind.
Oh, There's a crash on the highway today.
Nobody's going anywhere they say.
Well, it could be you up there, so you better say your prayers,
and take it easy on your narrow way.
Take it easy on your narrow way.