I got a bus ‘fore I got a house ‘cause that's what dreams make you do Hittin' them neon honky-tonks to play a two-step or two Two hundred days to a hundred towns bringing boots to a sawdust floor While this 6-string calls my name baby, I'll be missing yours
Hang tight honey, I'm a white line running down a dream on a long lost highway Me and this band playing one night stands for some fans getting straight up sideways But baby, I miss your blue-collar kiss, just one more day to get through Hang tight honey, got a pocket full of money and I'm headed straight home to you
Yeah, you can't hold me and I can't hold you from two time zones away When you're clocking out, yeah, I'm clocking in getting ready to hit the stage Just know they're singing along to all them songs I wrote about you And I'll be saving all my loving for you come Sunday afternoon
Hang tight honey, I'm a white line running down a dream on a long lost highway Me and this band playing one night stands for some fans getting straight up sideways But baby, I miss your blue-collar kiss, just one more day to get through Hang tight honey, got a pocket full of money and I'm headed straight home to you
Yeah, I'm comin' home to you baby
Hang tight honey, every good run comes to an end Hang tight honey, ‘til I'm in your arms again
Hang tight honey, I'm a white line running down a dream on a long lost highway Me and this band playing one night stands for some fans getting straight up sideways But baby, I miss your blue-collar kiss, just one more day to get through Hang tight honey, got a pocket full of money and I'm headed straight home to you
Hang tight honey, got a pocket full of money and I'm headed straight home to you I'm headed straight home to you I'm headed straight home to youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
