Ride

Lyrics

Girl I'ma get out this Little county cell Find me a drifter Outside the motel Take his watch, keys, phone And money too Climb up the backroads All the way to you I'm gonna ride Till I die next to you Go get ur daddy's gun And that ammo Then we can go Hold up the Wells Fargo Coppin' all the booze And the tree that we wanna Turnin' up a cold case Down in Tijuana