Running round in this new truck, bank let's me borrow from month to month,
Running out of credit and find a little cash on the radio.
Standing still they're blowing past, numbers on cars going NASCAR fast,
What I wouldn't give for a slow down, don't you know.
(Pré-Refrão)
Cause where I come from, only the horses run,
When the day is done, we take it easy.
(Refrão 1)
Meanwhile back at Mama's, the porch light's on come in if you wanna,
Supper's on the stove and beers in the fridge, red sun sinking out low on the ridge.
Game's on the tube and Daddy smokes cigarettes, whiskey keeps his whistle wet,
Funny the things you thought you'd never miss, in a world gone crazy as this.
D, Bm, G, A
Well I found a girl and we don't fit in here. Talk about how hard it is to breathe here,
Even with the windows down can't catch a southern breeze here, One of these days gonna
pack it up and leave here
Meanwhile back at Mama's, the porch light's on come in if you wanna,
Supper's on the stove and beers in the fridge, red sun sinking out low on the ridge.
Game's on the tube and Daddy smokes cigarettes, whiskey keeps his whistle wet,
Funny the things you thought you'd never miss, in a world gone crazy as this.
D, Bm, G, A x2
Oh, I miss, yeah, a little dirt on the road. I miss corn growing in a row.
I miss being somebody everybody knows, where everybody knows everybody.
I miss those small town roots. Walking around in muddy boots.
The sound of rain on an old tin roof, it's time we head on back.
(Refrão 2)
'Cause meanwhile back at Mama's, the For Sale sign's going up and I'm gonna,
Dump this truck and the little I got on a loan to own and a three-acre lot.
Put supper on the stove and beer in the fridge, going for broke and we're gonna be rich,
Watch the sun setting on the ridge, baby, tell me what you think about this
D, Bm, G, A