'69 corvette

put on your jacket

we are gone

i need an adventure and i feel like leaving

i've been in this hotel room too long

the marble prison requires housekeeping

so long

so long

i came to this city full of smiles

opportunity

every miracle mile

i still think of carolina sometimes

i miss my family

i miss that feeling

i miss home

i miss home

where daddy loves adventures in his '69 corvette

six pack of silver bullets in his arms

and me and momma will drink tequila and it gets us to cacklin'

and i sit on those extra pillows all alone

and they say

pay attention to their manners just as they are leaving