Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nothing To Lose, artist - American Aquarium. Album song Small Town Hymns, in the genre Американская музыка
Date of issue: 30.04.2010
Record label: American Aquarium
Song language: English
Nothing To Lose |
She had on her mama’s dress |
It was quilted, white, and freshly pressed |
She looked like the Queen of Appalachia |
We threw everything we had |
In the back of my daddy’s Cadillac |
And dared the whole world to catch us |
Got a full tank of gas and a bottle of booze |
A pocket full of cash, and nothin' to lose |
As we pulled out of her daddy’s place |
A smile crept 'cross her face |
She said, «Are we really gonna do this?» |
That’s when we both realized |
We were leavin' all the bad behind |
And we started shoutin' broken «Hallelujah!"s |
Now come on, baby, take my hand |
'Cause we’re headin' on to the promised land |
So take it easy, babe |
On this heart of mine |
If we play our cards right, baby, we just might make it outta here alive |
Well the car was black, a '68 |
With a 429 fast enough to make |
Them telephone poles look like fences |
The motor howls around the clock |
And the streetlights fight us every single block |
From here all the way to Memphis |
We’re headin' out, anywhere but here |
And everything we know is in the rearview mirror |
Well the wind set her hair to dancin' |
Occasionally giving glances |
Of her face, all freckles and sunburn |
With a smile you won’t soon forget |
To the way she lights her cigarettes |
She’s a modern-day Audrey Hepburn |
Got her daddy’s temper and her mama’s eyes |
The world ahead of us, and her by my side |
So take it easy, babe |
On this heart of mine |
If we play our cards right, baby, we just might make it outta here alive |
There’s a Red Collar song on the radio |
I think it’s used guitars |
But I don’t know, 'cause the speaker’s busted |
She locked her hand in mine |
And her fingers traced a tattoo line |
And she said «You're the only boy I’ve ever trusted» |
Got a full tank of gas and a bottle of booze |
A pocket full of cash, and nothin' to lose |