Last Call Chance
(hey, let's ride)
Dust rising off the tires on the county line Chasing down a
gravel curve trying to read the sign Tank half empty but my
boots on the pedal down No looking in the mirror leaving that
sleepy town
(yeah, keep it moving)
Every fence post passing like a blurred white streak Got a promise
in my chest that I intend to keep
Looking ahead across the open plain
Running clear through the summer rain
I feel the spark and I take the wheel
Tell myself what I know is real
Can't turn back, give it a little more time
We crossed the border and we crossed that line (can't turn back
now) Sun breaking open on the interstate run Keep the engine hot
till the morning comes Can't turn back,
give it a little
more time
Radio humming with a country twang beat
Kick drum thumping like the asphalt heat Got three more hours till
the skyline breaks I count every mile and the risks it takes
(let it run)
They said we'd stall before we made the pass Now they're choking
on the dust and the burning gas
Looking ahead across the open plain
Nothing left of that bitter pain I grip the wheel and I
press the gas
Letting all of the old days pass
Can't turn back, give it a little more time
We crossed the border and we crossed that line (yeah,
keep going) Sun breaking open on the interstate run Keep the engine
hot till the morning comes Can't turn back,
give it a little more time
(hold on tight) (give it time,
give it
time)
Can't turn back now
(just give it a little more
time)