Every Red Light

(альбом: That's Why - 2008)

That secondhand junkyard heap
Was freedom with two bucket seats
With two grand on the windshield in shoe polish

I had a stash of summer cash
From cleaning pools and cutting grass
Gave the man that coffee can and I bought it

From the moment that I turned the key
My right foot was heavy
From a mile away folks could hear me
Leaning on that Chevy

Sliding sideways through the town square
Peeling out, Bruce Springsteen turned up too loud
Playing air guitar, drumming on the dash
Only braking for the badge

Had the man in blue burning through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown

I still remember Jessie Lynn
Her sweet perfume and her poured in
Those faded jeans that always fit just right

Steaming windows up on the riverbank
Had to get that V-8 cranked
To have her on the front porch by midnight

Catching air on railroad tracks
Detroit horses breathing
Peeling paint off of city hall
Fuzz buster screaming

Sliding sideways through the town square
Peeling out Lynyrd Skynyrd turned up too loud
Playing air guitar, drumming on the dash
Only braking for the badge

Had the man in blue burning through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown

I burned up a hundred tires
Turning blacktop into gravel
Wore out my daddy's patience
And the judge's gavel

Sliding sideways through the town square
Peeling out, I can't drive 55 [Incomprehensible]
Playing air guitar, drumming on the dash
Only braking for the badge

Had the man in blue burning through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown