Travis Tritt Start The Car
Well, I'm tired of the pressure,
So tired of the pace
Just wanna grab you baby
And get out of this place
I got no chance of makin' it,
Working downtown
Been walkin' slow and talkin' low
And tired of goin' down, down, down.
Start the car
We gotta move
This ain't no livin'
This ain't no groove
It's been a long hard road
Come on baby, drive it home
Start the car.
Well, we started out for paradise,
It ain't no Promised Land
This ain't no kind of livin'
For an honest working man
There's people dyin' on the streets
That never make the news
While others livin' up on the hill
Singin' the white boy blues.
Start the car
We gotta move
This ain't no livin'
This ain't no groove
This city's rich
We're dirt poor
Somewhere waiting
There's something more
Start the car.
--- Instrumental ---
Well, we're goin' out with dignity
Goin' out with style
Gonna lay down that hammer, babe
And make our own road across the miles
I can't take this town one more day, babe.
Start the car
We gotta move
This ain't no livin'
This ain't no groove
This city's rich
We're dirt poor
Somewhere waiting
There's gotta be something more.
Start the car
We gotta move
This ain't no livin'
This ain't no groove
It's been a long hard road
Come on baby, drive it home.
Start the car
Yeah, start the car baby.
--- Instrumental with ad libs to fade ---
