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