I've never taken this curve
Drivin' this fast before
A glowin' stop sign
But both lanes are mine
No seat belts attached to my door
Well my speed-meter don't work
So I'm gonna guess 95
Well maybe I'll fix it and maybe I won't
It depends on my bein' alive
Well my bottle of bourbon is gone
Flew away all by itself
So if ever you find it
Put my photo behind it
In memory of me on your shelf
Well it's been rainin' all day
And it's been rainin' all night
A slip-n-slide highway
And I'm movin' sideways
I'm loose but my steering wheel's tight
Well my ‘63 Ford is a bull
She's 4000 pounds at least
But metal surrenders
When old trees meet fenders
And engines go through the front seat
Well I lost control in the curve
And a gas line broke in the wreck
I walked from the ashes
With just a few scratches
My crucifix warm on my neck
Well my good lord was with me tonight
Just ridin' beside me tonight
And now we're just talkin'
Hitch-hikin', walkin'
We'll see you in Concord tonight
And now we're just walkin'
We're hitch-hikin', talkin'
We'll see you in Concord tonight.
Writer(s): Robert William Crawford, Timothy Seth Avett, Scott Yancey Avett
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