I was a selfish young man when I lost my granddaddy
Fell in love to the B-side of Shootenanny
I've got more bottles than leaves on my family tree
Late nights, early flights in the life for me
You get burned by the fire or get choked by the smoke
Well the thunder does the talking but the lighting does the work
Carry me home
I'm no good when I'm alone
I'm burned down to the bone
Can't tell I'm crying caused I'm stoned
Dragging my love along the low road
Get your shoes on
Get the lead out
Get over yourself
One hand on the heater
The other flippin the radio
Full moon fever
The sun's coming up
Hits my heart like a drug
And when all my wasted efforts are piled in the truck
Fell for the same old tricks
Fell for the lie
Fell from grace
Fell far behind
Fell out of time
Fell out of pace
Falling backwards
Fell over
Fell off the face of the earth
Fell in a bucket of luck
Arms flailing free
Falling face first
But at night we were free
Mirror ball on the sea
I'm looking out for you
Are ya looking looking down on me
