I Drove, I Walked, I Crawled

Guitar in the front seat... where my girl used to be
My car it's full of gas man... and my pocket's full of green
I got my foot on the floor, shotgun on the backseat
Lookin' for more than life had given to me
Foot on the floor, shotgun on the backseat
Lookin' for... lookin' for more

I need to get that mojo back... need to get it back
Need to get that mojo BACK... yes I need to get it back

So there I was... I'd been thinkin' heavily
She was gone... like a hurricane's a breeze
I did no wrong... or so she said to me
Cars gas was gone.and I was on my feet

I went walkin'...down the highway
I went on for three days it's a matter of fact
That I was goin' ...down the hard way
Paying HARD for my sins it's a matter of fact

I need to get that mojo back... yes I need to get it back
I need to get that mojo BACK... yes I need to get it back

So there I was... I'd been thinkin' heavily
She was gone... like a hurricane's a breeze
I did no wrong... or so she said to me
Legs went limp... and I was on my knees

Now I'm dying... by the highway
Life drains by the drop and it's a matter of fact
That I'm goin'...down the hard way
Paying HARD for my sins it's a matter of fact