Dashboard Jesus

The sun's goin' down on those little white lines
There's a whole lot of home sick
Ridin' shotgun on the passenger side
Oh, and what's up ahead is not quite clear
But everything she knew just keeps gettin' smaller
In the rearview mirror

Eighty nine, Chevrolet
The AC's busted
But the radio plays
As she flies on faith
Down the highway

Everybody says she's dreamin'
Call her crazy for believin'
Sometimes, all you really need is
Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

Maybe she'll find
A little one horse town
Dip her toes in the sand on the edge of the ocean
And put her roots down

Maybe bright city lights
Will call her name
Long as she's goin' somewhere
It don't matter to her either way

Everybody says she's dreamin'
Call her crazy for believin'
Sometimes, all you really need is
Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

Everybody says she's dreamin'
Crazy for believin'
But all you really need is
Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

She's leavin'
Chasin' down the taste of freedom
Sometimes, all you really need is
Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah