'69 Corvette

Put on your jacket, we are gone
I need an adventure, and I feel like leaving
I've been in this hotel room too long
The marble prison requires housekeeping
So long
So long

I came to this city full of smiles
Opportunity, every miracle mile
I still think of Carolina sometimes
I miss my family, I miss that feeling
I miss home
I miss home

Where daddy loves adventures in his '69 Corvette
Six pack of silver bullets in his arms
And me and Momma will drink tequila
And it gets us to cacklin'
And I sit on those extra pillows all alone
And they say, "Pay attention to their manners
Just as they are leaving
If they thank you for the food or for the wine."

Well, it floats right by till one day
You're looking at polaroids and grieving
So remember to tell 'em you love 'em every time
Every time
One more time

Yeah, daddy loves adventures in his '69 Corvette
Six pack of silver bullets in his arms
And me and momma drink cheap tequila
And it gets us both cacklin'
And I sleep on all those extra pillows alone

And daddy's got tennis elbow
It's from practicing his violin
I see him slowin' down
Not an easy thing to swallow
When it's your old man

Well, it floats right by till one day
You're looking at polaroids and grieving
So remember to tell 'em you love 'em every time
One more time
One more time