John The Ghost Rolled Down Window
Drifting in the night with my taillights between trouble and me
The sign reads "65" but the horizon line is all I see
And now I'm headed out west to escape my brain
Oh, I used to be a drag but that was yesterday
Oh, I'm running from that man but goddamn I never felt so free
And down the road, I'm singing
Hand out the rolled-down window
With the sunset on the West Coast and
Goodbye, so long my oldest friend
Take it easy I ain't coming back again
Swerving in my lane, sugar in my brain at breakneck speed
I'm dodging black and whites flashing blue and red behind me
I'm singing Mr. State Trooper well now please don't stop me
I'm shaking on my sins and they almost caught me
I'm running from that man but goddamn I never felt so free
And down the road, I'm singing
Hand out the rolled-down window
With the sunset on the West Coast and
Goodbye, so long my oldest friend
Take it easy I ain't coming back again