The sun’s goin’ down on those little white lines There’s a whole lot of home sick, ridin’ shotgun on the passenger side Oh, and what’s up ahead is not quite clear But everything she knew just keeps gettin’ smaller in the rearview mirror
Any night, Chevrolet The AC’s busted, but the radio plays As she flies on faith down the highway
Everybody says she’s dreamin’ Call her crazy for believin’ Sometimes, all you really need is Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus
Maybe she’ll find a little one horse town Dip her toes in the sand on the edge of the ocean and put her roots down Maybe bright city lights will call her name Long as she’s goin’ somewhere, it don’t matter to her either way
Everybody says she’s dreamin’ Call her crazy for believin’ Sometimes, all you really need is Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus
Everybody says she’s dreamin’ Crazy for believin’ But all you really need is Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus She’s leavin’ Chasin’ down the taste of freedom Sometimes, all you really need is Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah