He grew up in a one-horse town Wasn't much to do since all them bars had closed down He'd stare up to the stars sometimes when no one was around And he dreamed of getting out
So he bought himself a pick-up truck that was covered up in rust He found a buddy for the shotgun seat that was someone he could trust And they hit the gas, headed west out to the setting sun When the dust had cleared, they were gone.
Well leaving just came natural, that's the way it seemed to him He'd been doing it so long, that's the way he'd always been And you can find him in some hotel room with the television on He might be high and he'll probably ramble on You can laugh beneath fluorescent lights and drink until the dawn But in the morning... in the morning when you wake up he'll be gone.
So he met a girl in a town along the way She had beautiful brown eyes and a place that he could stay So he fell in love, and she fell in love in kind It was so perfect that of course he lost his mind.
He snuck of the kitchen one day before the dawn She called out after him and ran across the lawn And he said some things that he didn't mean That he'd best be travelin' on She shed some tears and he was gone.
Well leaving just came natural, that's the way it seemed to him He'd been doing it so long, that's the way he'd always been And you can find him in some hotel room with the television on He might be high and he'll probably ramble on You can laugh beneath fluorescent lights and drink until the dawn But in the morning... in the morning when you wake up he'll be gone.
Eighteen years later, fifteen-hundred miles from home He can't shake her from his mind though the whiskey soaks his bones He heads out on a back-roads in the middle of the night Petal to the metal, you know he timed that curve just right But some bridges you cross over but the rest you've got to burn He may have lost the road the road but I know he made his turn
And as we pulled him from the wreckage, I promised him a song Cause it was clear that he was gone.
Well leaving just came natural, that's the way it seemed to him He'd been doing it so long, that's the way he'd always been And you can find him in some hotel room with the television on He might be high and he'll probably ramble on You can laugh beneath fluorescent lights and drink until the dawn But in the morning... in the morning when you wake up he'll be gone.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
