Packed up what I needed, headed out & hit the highway
Took one last shot to see if I couldn't get my head straight
Ain't got no backup here, I'm doing this one alone
Just me & my car, four lanes--my back seat for my home
New York to Madison, everything was fine
Four lanes, four wheels, 440 keeping time but
As the sky grew dark and thunderheads closed in
I lost my head when the S.O.B. gave in
Chorus:
Help me Jesus, I've been suffering for my sins
I lost my head again and I kicked my radiator in
My life's an awful lot like a '67 Vette
One screaming engine and a dump truck suspension
Like any hot rod that just is not finished yet
Sets the ground shaking but it's always breaking down
You learn a lot from life when you're out & on the road
Like how to get there and what not to wear
But you won't find out what it was that made you go
The highway don't care; it knows but it just don't care
Chorus
Listen here:
Take a good long look at me and tell me what you see
Ain't nothing worth dying for
I put my fist threw walls, throw stones at little kids
Ain't nothing worth dying for
You are the only God, the only one I know
You take me places where I never thought I'd go
But then I kick my radiator in
I got four flat tires and a broken heart again.
Come for the '70s Dodge pickup on the cover. Stay for Americana/Folk music played like rock-n-roll (a winning formula if there ever was one). THE GHOSTS THAT I RUN WITH is nothing short of AWESOME. Andy Smash & the Rust Belt Hotrods