Austin to L.A.
I remember that day, like it was yesterday, When you walked out the door, went to college, aye
I remember what you said to me, as you drove away, Don't you worry baby, I'll be back someday
I just didn't know it would take that many years, All those fears, and all those stupid
little tears, I wrote you a letter, it was hard for me, right
Please come home baby, we can ride our bikes, We can go fishing, making things right
You ride by my side, and a Miller Lite,
So tell me, what's the distance, from Austin
to L.A., Not that far I hope, and to God I pray
Your daddy says I'm bad for you, and your momma says to run
So why are you sitting there, under this Texas sun
Tell me, what's the distance, from Austin to L.A.
You're laying here beside me, in my head anyway, Tell me that my heart's cold, Daniel's keeps
it warm, So tell me where you come from, and who you're
running from, Someone's here to hurt me, but not with a
gun, So emotionally I'm disturbed, and mentally
I'm done, Even states away, our hearts stay the same
I'm so sorry, that mine is so lame,
So tell me, what's the distance, from Austin
to L.A., Not that far I hope, and to God I'll pray
Your daddy says I'm bad for you, and your momma says to run
So why are you sitting there, under this Texas sun
I can tell you the distance, from my heart down to my soul
Five feet, four inches, her hair just looks like gold
And when she smiles at me, doesn't seem that we're that far
Austin to Los Angeles, I'll drive it in my car
I remember what you said to me, as you drove away, Don't you worry baby, I'll be back someday
I just didn't know it would take that many years, All those fears, and all those stupid
little tears, I wrote you a letter, it was hard for me, right
Please come home baby, we can ride our bikes, We can go fishing, making things right
You ride by my side, and a Miller Lite,
So tell me, what's the distance, from Austin
to L.A., Not that far I hope, and to God I pray
Your daddy says I'm bad for you, and your momma says to run
So why are you sitting there, under this Texas sun
Tell me, what's the distance, from Austin to L.A.
You're laying here beside me, in my head anyway, Tell me that my heart's cold, Daniel's keeps
it warm, So tell me where you come from, and who you're
running from, Someone's here to hurt me, but not with a
gun, So emotionally I'm disturbed, and mentally
I'm done, Even states away, our hearts stay the same
I'm so sorry, that mine is so lame,
So tell me, what's the distance, from Austin
to L.A., Not that far I hope, and to God I'll pray
Your daddy says I'm bad for you, and your momma says to run
So why are you sitting there, under this Texas sun
I can tell you the distance, from my heart down to my soul
Five feet, four inches, her hair just looks like gold
And when she smiles at me, doesn't seem that we're that far
Austin to Los Angeles, I'll drive it in my car
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