There ain't a lot that you can do in this town.
You drive down to the lake and then you turn
back around.
You go to school and you learn to read and write.
So you can walk into the
county bank and sign away your life.
I work at the fillin' station on the
interstate.
Pumpin' gasoline and countin' out of state plates.
They ask me how far into
Memphis girl, and where's the nearest beer.
And they don't even know that there's a town around
here.
Someday I'm finally gonna let go.
'Cause I know there's a better way.
And I wanna
know what's over that rainbow.
I'm gonna get out of here someday.
Now my brother went
to college cause he played football.
I'm still hangin' round cause I'm a little bit small.
I
got me a 67 Chevy, she's low and sleek and black.
Someday I'll put her on the interstate and
never look back.
