Drinks are done, daylight's come. It's morning. Crowd's moved on, everybody's gone. It's morning. . Sun's arising on the wet horizon. Another day is here.
I've found my freedom. Her and I been flying down that highway of gold. My shirtsleeves are rolled, my Colt 45 is cold. I go fast till I'm going faster.
Drinks are done, daylight's come. It's morning. Crowd's moved on, everybody's gone. It's morning. . Sun's arising on the wet horizon. Another day is here.