On a Dime

I closed my eyes in Dartmouth, woke up behind the wheel A mason jar of memories and four black tires squeal The first and last time that we spoke, you were lighting up a smoke And shit was real The Prisonaires were singing "Just Walking in the Rain" That's how we got to Memphis and we made it home again Down the highway that I dream, with my blue eyes closed I've seen Beyond the frame Oh the good times we had I remember them, lads We could take any turn on a dime Quit reminding me, girl It's a ragged old world Cause I don't want to leave it behind No, I don't want to leave it behind From a gas station in Texas, to the Bay of Fundy mud My mind it goes a wandering with the whiskey in my blood Remembering the chance we had after the dance Before the flood gates opened Reality came rushing in Drowning out the past and chasing it with gin I'll find that place again, but let me first explain Where do I begin? Oh the good times we had I remember them, lads We could take any turn on a dime So quit reminding me, girl It's a ragged old world Cause I don't want to leave it behind No, I don't want to leave it behind We picked up the sticks, gave it all we got The only time I liked playing hockey was in the liquor store parking lot On Hollis Street downtown, before they tore it down I took a shot Oh the good times we had I remember them, lads We could take any turn on a dime Quit reminding me, girl It's a ragged old world Cause I don't want to leave it behind No, I don't want to leave you behind Oh the good times we had I remember them, lads We could take any turn on a dime Standing out in the cold Singing Those Bastard Souls No, I don't want to leave it behind No, I don't want to leave this behind