Highway 87 Songtext
von Hayes Carll
Highway 87 Songtext
I said Highway 87 is a dangerous place to be
When you′ve pissed off all the local boys
And your back's against the sea
The cops all know your number
The bars all know your name
After six straight months of drinkin′ boy
You're never gonna be the same
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don′t remember when
I may not know where I′m goin'
But I sure know where I′ve been
The sheriff, he just watches every move that I make
One of these days he's gonna arrest me
For all the time I take
The local girls all act like I just ain′t their kind
Paintin' on their precious nails
Losin′ their sweet minds
I'd give half of Texas if I could find a friend
I may not know where I'm goin′
But I sure know where I′ve been
The coast is disappearin' as they line up on the beach
Doin′ all them little things that Sunday school don't teach
Jim Beam by the fire, cocaine in the stash
Baseball bat on the floorboard, shotgun on the dash
You might lose your mind go walkin′ 'round the bend
You may not know where you′re goin'
But you'll sure know where you′ve been
I said Highway 87 is a dangerous place to be
When you′ve pissed off all the local boys
And your back's against the sea
The cops all know your number
The bars all know your name
After six straight months of drinkin′ boy
You're never gonna be the same
I ain′t seen the sunshine since I don't remember when
I may not know where I′m goin'
But I sure know where I've been
When you′ve pissed off all the local boys
And your back's against the sea
The cops all know your number
The bars all know your name
After six straight months of drinkin′ boy
You're never gonna be the same
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don′t remember when
I may not know where I′m goin'
But I sure know where I′ve been
The sheriff, he just watches every move that I make
One of these days he's gonna arrest me
For all the time I take
The local girls all act like I just ain′t their kind
Paintin' on their precious nails
Losin′ their sweet minds
I'd give half of Texas if I could find a friend
I may not know where I'm goin′
But I sure know where I′ve been
The coast is disappearin' as they line up on the beach
Doin′ all them little things that Sunday school don't teach
Jim Beam by the fire, cocaine in the stash
Baseball bat on the floorboard, shotgun on the dash
You might lose your mind go walkin′ 'round the bend
You may not know where you′re goin'
But you'll sure know where you′ve been
I said Highway 87 is a dangerous place to be
When you′ve pissed off all the local boys
And your back's against the sea
The cops all know your number
The bars all know your name
After six straight months of drinkin′ boy
You're never gonna be the same
I ain′t seen the sunshine since I don't remember when
I may not know where I′m goin'
But I sure know where I've been
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