Country bluegrass, Fast tempo, energetic, upbeat, rowdy, rockabilly, Western, rural, Southern, playful, old timey, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, bass, drums, guitar solo
At a show last Saturday in Nashville, Tennessee / The owner said the turnout was only half what it should be / He didn't ask for anything beyond our guarantee / He just left us twisted in the breeze / Now its seven in the morning / We've been driving all night long / I thought that I might get some sleep before the break of dawn / But I'm still here behind the wheel in the early morning light / Thirteen miles to empty and there's no relief in sight / Well trouble's waiting around the corner nearly every turn / Follow close behind us, you might see our bridges burn / If it weren't for bad luck, we wouldn't have luck at all / Banging our heads up against the wall / Now its seven in the evening / Running late for another show / Gone three hundred miles today / Got sixty more to go / Now I hope that we don't run out of gas / I've got a feeling that we might / Thirteen miles to empty and there's no relief in sight / Riding on four bald tires / And we haven't got a spare / Heading back to town / But we might not make it there / Its awful far to travel when you can't afford the gas / Feels just like we're going nowhere fast / Now its seven in the morning / And we've been driving all night long / I thought I might get some sleep tonight before the break of dawn / But I'm still here behind the wheel in the early morning light / Thirteen miles to empty and there's no relief in sight / Thirteen miles to empty and there's no relief in sight