She's in the left lane, goin' eighty.
I'm in the right lane, sixty-two.
She's in the left lane, goin' eighty,
Guess I'll go home, sing my blues.
She's in the left lane, goin' eighty.
I'm in the right lane, sixty-two.
She's been kinda flighty lately,
Guess I'll go home, sing my blues.
She's in the left lane, goin' eighty.
How can I catch her today?
I know this old truck won't go eighty,
Guess I'll let her go away.
She's been making noise 'bout me singin' the blues,
Said that she was ready for someone, something new.
She's in the left lane, goin' eighty.
I'm in the right lane, sixty-two.
I know this old truck won't go eighty,
Guess I'll go home, sing my blues.
I know this old truck won't go eighty,
Guess I'll go home, sing my blues.
I know this old truck won't go eighty,
Guess I'll go home, sing my blues.
Guess I'll go home, sing my blues.
Copyright (First draft-Words and Music)
Oct-2004 Jeffrey Brent Clifton
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