Common Rider - Dixie Roadrash

Текст песни

Dixie Roadrash at the world’s most obvious car crash
She went through twenty states but the one I hate came last
Whoa, nothing slows down
Nothing ever turns around
She slipped right through my hands
Herbal remedies are best for minor maladies
Don’t want those flowers to lay beside her name
Please excuse me if I don’t stand up and tell you things
All those fun and games just left with her today
If I could have just one wish come true
I’d wish you here with me — or that I coulda been there with you