Lyrics

I think we've seen the last sunset
This town has to offer
It's got it's noose around my neck
And I've gotta cut it loose
And I know it sounds cliche
But I'm gona say it anyway

All we need is a full tank of gas
Some Marlboro Lights and a little bit of cash
Let these Goodyears lead us where they will
We'll drive till we find that fork in the road
Then choose the path that most people don't
That cloud of dust can bid us bon voyage
And we'll get out of Dodge

We'll put a few good days between us
And that city limit sign
I kind of like this feeling that we're
Leaving it behind
We can see where the corn don't grow
And as far as this Cutlass goes

All we need is a full tank of gas
Some Marlboro Lights and a little bit of cash
Let these Goodyears lead us where they will
We'll drive till we find that fork in the road
Then choose the path that most people don't
That cloud of dust can bid us bon voyage
And we'll get out of Dodge

There's just one mystery about this town
Let's find out why they put that blacktop down

All we need is a full tank of gas
Some Marlboro Lights and a little bit of cash
Let these Goodyears lead us where they will
We'll drive till we find that fork in the road
Then choose the path that most people don't
That cloud of dust can bid us bon voyage
And we'll get out of Dodge

C2005 Steven Howell, BMI