Mile marker 203, the gas gauge on the edge of "E", An' I'll be dang'd if the rain ain't down. There's somethin' smokin' the hood, It's a-bangin' and a-clangin' an' it be good, An' it's another fifty miles to the town. I own's in the back in a hefty bag; I'm cigarettes an' I'm down to my last drag.
I'd sure hate to break here, Nothin' up ahead or in the view mirror. Out in the of nowhere, knowin'. I'm in trouble if these wheels rollin'. So, God me, keep me movin' somehow. Don't let me wishin' I was with him now. I it this far without cryin' a single tear. I'd hate to break down here.
Under fifty thousand ago, Before the bad an' busted radio, He I was all he had ever needed. But is blind an' little did I know, You were just another end road, with pretty lies an' broken dreams. Baby, leavin' you is than bein' gone. I don't know what I'll do if one more thing wrong.
I'd sure to break down here, up ahead or in the rear view mirror. Out in the of nowhere, knowin'. I'm in trouble if these wheels rollin'. So, God me, keep me movin' somehow. Don't let me wishin' I was with him now. I made it this far without cryin' a tear. An' I'd sure hate to down here. Oh, no.
I'd sure hate to break here, With up ahead or in the rear view mirror. Out in the of nowhere, knowin'. I'm in trouble if these wheels rollin'. So, God help me, me movin' somehow. Don't let me wishin' I was with him now. I made it this far without cryin' a tear. An' I'd sure to break down, It's too late to around. I'd sure hate to down here.