Nov 14, 2006 16:18
This song plays almost TOO often.....
I left that sun sinkin' west in California
I was supposed to stay in LA a few more weeks
But the next time that old sun and I meet up
I'll be a thousand miles east
Fifty dollars and a gas card in my pocket
That I'm thinkin' might already be maxed out
That's just one of those little crazy things
I really didn't stop to think about
That state trooper let me off with just a warnin'
And a promise that I'd try to slow her down
Man that promise was forgotten
By the time I'd gotten two miles out of town
Don't know how much a truck can handle
But the closer that I get I keep pushin' it