See America Right Lyrics

I was driving up from Tampa

When the radiator burst

I was three sheets to the wind

A civilian saw me first

And then there was the cop

And then the children standing on the corner

Your love is like a cyclone in a swamp

And the weather's getting warmer



I was getting out of jail

Heading to the Greyhound

You said you'd hop on one yourself

And meet me on the way down

I was shaking way too hard to think

Dead on my feet about to drop

Went and got the case of vodka from a car

And walked the two miles to the bus stop



Got on the bus half drunk again

The driver glared at me

Met up with you in Inglis

Thumbed a ride to Cedar Key

If we never make it back to California

I want you to know I love you

But my love is like a dark cloud full of rain

That's always right there up above you

Hey!