| Ninety miles an hour, down this interstate
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| Driving on my last twenty dollars of gas
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| Got everything I own inside this Chevrolet
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| Going nowhere and that needle’s dropping fast
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| That woman broke my heart in St. Louis
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| Shot ‘em both and drove into the west after the sun
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| I’m chasing down my soul on my way to hell
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| Engine’s burning oil and I’ve got nowhere to run
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| As the daylight turns to dusk and that road keeps going further
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| Yeah my guilt comes washing over me
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| And with every breath I take you know those demons that I chase
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| Go ever free
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| And so I, buckle down and keep that engine whining
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| Running headlong to escape my destiny
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| There’s no going back my candles burning at both ends
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| On that old road down
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| Its midnight and I’m just outside of Santa Fe
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| Flat tire and my conscience finally got me off the road
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| I drop down to my knees and I start to pray
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| Don’t know if you’re up there but I’ve got a heavy load
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| At long last yeah, the devil has caught up with me
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| Whispers in my ear, with every mile you’re bound for hell
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| I’m asking you now Lord for deliverance
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| Take me from perdition, yeah with you to dwell
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| But the only sounds I hear are from the coyotes on the hillside
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| Yeah, their voices make a mournful harmony
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| Now I know that He is listening guess he don’t want to take a chance
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| On the likes of me
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| If I could somehow beckon to the grace of God
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| Prove that I am truly repentant
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| I tell myself there must be something I could try
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| I do not run in vain
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| My life is not worthless |