42 more miles
This stuff it cramps my style
Broke down on
she picked up the telephone
All she heard was dial tone
She
You say you will, but you never do
Kind of gettin’
Check me out in my easy chair
Bottle in my hand
How
the devil’s got a hot rod Ford
JESUS got a brand
Jimmy was a small town kid
The only thing that
What is life it could be a million
It could be
Too scared to go to proud to run
Here’s your orders
I got a one hundred-dollar bill
It’s all shiny, crisp, and
I had a heart big as Atlanta
Till I ran in
i got a lot of things to say
I’ve got
A young man’s searching
Trying to find his soul
He’s heard all