Texty:
Turnpike Troubadours

One, Two, Three, There ain?t a thing in the world to take me back Like a dark-haired girl in a Cadillac On main street of an old forgotten town The

Undercover And blame it on the season It ain't no kinda reason baby Why come and go Had a Lover She felt as good as trees And you can ask her if its

urn down the lights and turn up the ac hold me close when it gets gold stuck in between lovin and lonely stuck in between the lines on the road it might

Looking back well I see you with eyes that shouldn?t be so blue Clearer than the calm before the rain I saw a light that wasn?t there I lived without

Well I could go downtown and drink till dawn, I could sing those sad old country songs, oh but daylight finds me bored and blue, the whole damn town'