It's great to be here, it's great to be anywhere
Even a million miles from home
In a racecar bound for anywhere at all
And I'll still dream of you like every night before
I've outgrown the clothes you bought for me
But you'd still recognize me in my worn out jeans
And I've gotta get through Georgia with some gas left in my tank
I guess heaven's not as full as you might think
They say there's nothing like the open road
But it's a long 18 hours home
And another 12 will pass before I fall asleep tonight
But isn't mileage how you always measured life
They said this stuff can cause a heart attack
But it'll stop those dreams from coming back
Where I'm all piss and vinegar I scream but you can't hear
So just remember me singing softly dear
Nick Barone - Racecar Driver (6am in Atlanta) Lyrics
Nick Barone - Racecar Driver (6am in Atlanta) Lyrics
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It's great to be here, it's great to be anywhere
Even a million miles from home
In a racecar bound for anywhere at all
And I'll still dream of you like every night before
I've outgrown the clothes you bought for me
But you'd still recognize me in my worn out jeans
And I've gotta get through Georgia with some gas left in my tank
I guess heaven's not as full as you might think
They say there's nothing like the open road
But it's a long 18 hours home
And another 12 will pass before I fall asleep tonight
But isn't mileage how you always measured life
They said this stuff can cause a heart attack
But it'll stop those dreams from coming back
Where I'm all piss and vinegar I scream but you can't hear
So just remember me singing softly dear
Even a million miles from home
In a racecar bound for anywhere at all
And I'll still dream of you like every night before
I've outgrown the clothes you bought for me
But you'd still recognize me in my worn out jeans
And I've gotta get through Georgia with some gas left in my tank
I guess heaven's not as full as you might think
They say there's nothing like the open road
But it's a long 18 hours home
And another 12 will pass before I fall asleep tonight
But isn't mileage how you always measured life
They said this stuff can cause a heart attack
But it'll stop those dreams from coming back
Where I'm all piss and vinegar I scream but you can't hear
So just remember me singing softly dear
Writer: Nicholas Barone
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