Chris Isaak Gone Ridin'
Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky.
As long as I keep driving, I know that I won't die.
And I'm gone, gone, gone.
Gone Ridin'.
Well I broke up with my baby, told myself I won't cry.
Broke up with my baby, told myself a lie.
And I'm gone, gone, gone.
Gone Ridin'.
Get gone Cal.
Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky.
As long as I keep driving, I know that I won't die.
And I'm gone, gone, gone.
Gone Ridin'.
Gone Ridin'.
