Gonna pass by the roadside gravesnIgnore the crosses and the flamesnBecause(?) this drive watch the scenery changenAll the mountains they all look the samenIt's like stores on an east coast highwaynnBut tonight those graves are minenTake 'em with me to count the milesnBetween lovers and small towns I flednIt's hard to think when you're driving fastnnAnd the bartender is dancing with my friendnCowboy in the corner, he's gettin' jealousnShe's a fine girlnOnly cursed with three kidsnA dead husband and another on the waynnYea, me with my head on the barnMy eyes fixed on her sister-in-lawnShe says 15 will get you 20 in Selena, Utah.nYea 15 will get you 20 in Selena, Utah.nnNow but tonight that girl is minenTake her with me to count the milesnBetween the lovers and small towns that I flednIt's hard to think when you're driving fastnnOut here the billboards read like prayersnBreath of comfort for the highway kindnWords of wisdom, some promises and liesnIf only, only for a short whilennLet's sleep underneath the skynHave a few drinksnSeem to go every nightnWatch the lightning dance between the starsn??? forget who we arennBut tonight those stars are minenTake 'em with me to count the milesnBetween the lovers and small towns I flednIt's hard to think when you're driving fastnnIt's hard to think when you're driving fastnIt's hard to think when you're driving fastnIt's hard to think when you're driving fast