Well she had on her mama's dress
It was quilted, white, and freshly pressed
She looked like the Queen of Appalachia
We threw everything we had
In the back of my daddy's Cadillac
And dared the whole world to catch us
Got a full tank of gas and a bottle of booze
A pocket full of cash, nothin' to lose
When we pulled out of her daddy's place
A smile crept 'cross her face
She said, "Are we really gonna do this?"
That's when we both realized
As we were leavin' all the bad behind
And we started shoutin' broken "Hallelujahs"
Come on, baby, take my hand
'Cause we're headin' on to the promised land
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So take it easy, baby
On this heart of mine
If we play our cards right
We just might make it outta here
Well the car was black, a '68
With a 429 fast enough to make
Them telephone poles look like fences
The motor howls around the clock
And the streetlights fight us every single block
From here all the way to Memphis
We're headin' out, anywhere but here
And everything we know is in the rearview mirror
Well the wind sets her hair to dancin'
Occasionally giving glances
On her face, all freckles and sunburn
With a smile you won't soon forget
To the way she lights her cigarettes
She's a modern-day Audrey Hepburn
Got her daddy's temper and her mama's eyes
The world ahead of us, and her by my side
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So take it easy, baby
On this heart of mine
If we play our cards right, baby
We just might make it outta here alive
Ay
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There's a Red Collar song on the radio
I think it's used guitars, but I don't know
'Cause the speaker's busted
As she put her hand in mine
And her fingers traced a tattoo line
And said, "You're the only boy I've ever trusted"
Got a full tank of gas and a bottle of booze
A pocket full of cash, and nothin' to lose
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It's really fuckin' nice to be home, I can tell you that