'69 Corvette (feat. Mark O' Connor)

Put on your jacket, we are gone I need an adventure and I feel like leaving I've been in this hotel room too long The marble prison requires housekeeping So long So long I came to this city full of smiles Opportunity, every miracle mile I still think of Carolina sometimes I miss my family, I miss that feeling I miss home I miss home Where daddy loves adventures in his '69 Corvette Six pack of silver bullets in his arms And me and momma will drink tequila and it gets us to cacklin' And I sit on those extra pillows all alone And they say, "Pay attention to their manners just as they are leaving If they thank you for the food or for the wine" Well it floats right by till one day You're looking at polaroids and grieving So remember to tell 'em you love 'em every time Every time One more time Yeah, daddy loves adventures in his '69 Corvette Six pack of silver bullets in his arms Me and momma drink cheap tequila and it gets us both cacklin' And I sleep on all those extra pillows alone And daddy's got tennis elbow, it's from practicing his violin I see him slowin' down Not an easy thing to swallow, when it's your old man Well it floats right by till one day You're looking at polaroids and grieving So remember to tell 'em you love 'em every time One more time One more time