For a guy who don't smoke 'em
I can burn through a pack
Stereo humming with the window cracked
Morning to midnight with my foot on the gas
I'm twenty years gone still ain't looked back
This Chevy never finds a spot to park too long
These roots never plant down in the ground too strong
A storm rolling all gas no brakes
Blowing through town with out of state plates
I've tried slowing down
But it just ain't me
Hung my hat for a while down in Tennessee
Went to New York and LA, played the Texas scene
You know I love 'em all
But I'm always ready to leave
This Chevy never finds a spot to park too long
These roots never plant down in the ground too strong
A storm rolling all gas no brakes
Blowing through town with out of state plates
If you want to find me, well, you won't
There ain't no telling where the wind's gonna blow
Someday you might see my face
Blowing through town with out of state plates
I'm always right at home when I'm out of place, yeah
This Chevy never finds a spot to park too long
These roots never plant down in the ground too strong
A storm rolling all gas no brakes
Blowing through town with out of state plates, yeah
If you want to find me, well, you won't
There ain't no telling where the wind's gonna blow
Someday you might see my face
Blowing through town with out of state plates
Yeah, I'll be blowing through town with out of state plates