Dashboard Jesus

The sun's goin' down on those little white lines There's a whole lot of home sick Ridin' shotgun on the passenger side Oh, and what's up ahead is not quite clear But everything she knew just keeps gettin' smaller In the rearview mirror Eighty nine, Chevrolet The AC's busted But the radio plays As she flies on faith Down the highway Everybody says she's dreamin' Call her crazy for believin' Sometimes, all you really need is Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus Maybe she'll find A little one horse town Dip her toes in the sand on the edge of the ocean And put her roots down Maybe bright city lights Will call her name Long as she's goin' somewhere It don't matter to her either way Everybody says she's dreamin' Call her crazy for believin' Sometimes, all you really need is Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus Everybody says she's dreamin' Crazy for believin' But all you really need is Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus She's leavin' Chasin' down the taste of freedom Sometimes, all you really need is Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah