Lyrics

Baby's just a little bit tired of the city Billboards and bullshit got her down Seems like you need a little hill country A little back roads driving, little bit of the old top down Yeah, everybody gotta get away sometime Forget about yourself for awhile Seems to me that all you need is a ragtop car and a ride with me Ok, alright, just might get a little high tonight Ok, alright, carry on Ol' Walt Wilkins lives up in Nashville You know his eyes have seen the miles Walt why don't you jump in Jim T's caddy Come down to Texas and drink with me awhile Yeah, everybody gotta get away sometime Forget about yourself for awhile We'll go down to El Arroyo Have some tacos and beer, yeah, let ourselves go Ok, alright Just might try to get a ride tonight I'm okay, I'm alright, carry on Life will make sure that you got your troubles Life will make sure that you work too hard Ain't nobody that don't get tired Watching troubles pile up big in your own backyard Sometimes you've got to grab your world with your own two hands Set it spinning off on a course all your own Take yourself a big bag for your shoulder Find yourself some good times, bring them on back home Yeah, everybody gotta get away sometime Forget about yourself for awhile If you lay your whole life upon a shelf Got no one to blame but your own damn self Ok, alright, heaven only knows what's gonna happen tonight Ok, alright, I'm ok, I'm alright I'm ok, I'm alright I'm ok, I'm alright Oh carry on, yeah