Johnny Cash

Whatcha got?

Quit my job, flipped off the boss

Took my name off the payroll

Screw you, man

Picked up my cell, rang my baby's bell

Said, I'm three miles from home

I said, "Sugar, won't you put on that sundress I like so much?

Wait out by the road, I'm comin' to pick you up" (Whoa-whoa)

Throw your suitcase in the back (Whoa-whoa)

Done gassed up the Pontiac (Whoa-whoa)

Blastin' out to Johnny Cash

Headin' for the highway

Baby, we ain't never comin' back

It's 467 miles to the outskirts of Las Vegas

What do you say we go get married by a preacher man who looks like Elvis?

Yeah, Mama

Sugar, don't you worry 'bout tellin' your Mama goodbye

We'll send her a souvenir postcard from the wild side (Whoa-whoa)

Throw your suitcase in the back (Whoa-whoa)

Done gassed up the Pontiac (Whoa-whoa)

Blastin' out to Johnny Cash

Headin' for the highway

Baby, we ain't never comin' back (Whoa-whoa)

Throw your suitcase in the back (Whoa-whoa)

Done gassed up the Pontiac (Whoa-whoa)

Blastin' out to Johnny Cash

Headin' for the highway

Baby, we ain't never comin' back (Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa)

I hear that train a comin' (Whoa-whoa)

Rollin' around the bend (Whoa-whoa)

The man in black gonna rock your ass again (Whoa-whoa)

Whoa-whoa

Whoa-whoa