50 In The Fast Lane

There's nothin' like a farm road on a stormy summer day

Watch the clouds sail in like ships, as my dreams pull me away

From the comfort of a future, to the fear of the unknown

Searching for a garden for the seeds I'm gonna sew

And ol' Haggard's on the radio singing me back home

But my mind's too busy thinking bout the things that I don't know

Hope my mama's prayers save her only boy from hell

As I throw my last two cents down a neon wishing well

It's just me and this old dog, rollin' 50 in the fast lane

On the way to God knows where, driving all night through the rain

It's a long ways to the top, but we're ready for a climb