Drivin Songtext
von Spitcurl

Drive down that country music highway
Detour to The Family Fold
They still play every single Saturday
And you can hear em right outside the door

It wasn′t god who made honky tonk angels
But I've never been that close before
Tears in the car up the mountain at midnight
And I can still hear the squeal of the floor


Start all over from the beginning
Right when everything started spinning
Making it up as they go along
But I wanna hear that first old song

Bristol scared the shit out of us
The rest of the town seemed to be shit out of luck
That big old speedway, it just doesn′t seem right
Sittin in a tiny chair so high

Come round the corner from the one-way bridge
There's blood on the crosses up on top of the ridge
And we didn't know what we were getting into
But they sure did have a beautiful view


Start all over from the beginning
Right when everything started spinning
Making it up as we go along
But I wanna hear that first old song