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