It´s a motorcycle drive by, baby dryin´ kind eyes I think it´s about time we headed home
Walkin´ on such tight rope with my damn high hopes Country boys don´t die alone
Readin´ poetry under shade tree, that woman she´s my baby I will be in Richmond by tonight With so much shame inside me, I just wanna hide me But they wanna hear me sing my songs under lights
It´s a motorcycle drive by, baby dryin´ kind eyes I think it´s about time we headed home Walkin´ on such tight rope with my damn high hopes That country boys don´t die alone
Every day´s so fleetin´ and I´ve been tryin´
To save it while I can Look on her face all these hot humid days And they boys in my damn boys
It´s a motorcycle drive by, baby dryin´ kind eyes I think it´s about time we headed home Walkin´ such a tight rope with my damn high hopes Country boys don´t die alone
Readin´ poetry under shade tree, that woman she´s my baby I will be in Richmond by tonight With so much shame inside me, I just wanna hide me They wanna hear me sing my songs under lights