Early in the morning
The rain keeps pouring
On the interstate
This loneliness
Like a truck in the left lane
Forcing me to put on the brakes
Wish I was with my amigos
Wearing a Speedo
Watching the rainbow across the lake
Laughing and cracking balloon gas
Recording a podcast my friend makes
Now I'm Drivin in the left lane
with 20 tons of steel
But still it's pouring rain
behind the wheel
Cause I'm too far gone
and I'm fallin apart
check engine light's comin' on
For my broken heart
Got my engine roarin' and my radio on
But all I hear is that honky-tonk blues
Ain't got no blue suede shoes
So many miles away from Nashville
Where the billboards are funny,
and the girls call you honey
Let me sip that Tennessee booze
I'd give the Lord all my whiskey and my pickup truck
To be in Nashville
Walkin' the bars on Division
Thinkin' of sinnin'
with them southern women
dancing in the street
It's long gone and I'm missing
Netned's fishing
Make's funky beats
I'd never thought I'd be fond of
Boosting a Honda
Or late night drama
Cause you're choosing the cake
I'm so sad cause I wanna
Eat the lasagna that my friend makes
Now I'm Drivin in the left lane
with 20 tons of steel
But still it's pouring rain
behind the wheel
Cause I'm too far gone
and I'm fallin apart
check engine light's comin' on
For my broken heart
Got my engine roarin' and my radio on
But all I hear is that honky-tonk blues
Ain't got no blue suede shoes
So many miles away from Nashville
Where the billboards are funny,
and the girls call you honey
Let me sip on that Tennessee booze
I'd give the Lord all my whiskey and my pickup truck
To be in Nashville
Them fireworks was insane
The love we had was real
But it's still pouring rain
behind the wheel
Those days are gone
Our ways had to part
Check engine light's come on
For my broken heart
Got my engine roarin' and my radio on
But all I hear is that honky-tonk blues
Ain't got no blue suede shoes
So many miles away from Nashville
Where the billboards are funny,
and the girls call you honey
Let me sip on that Tennessee booze
I'd give the Lord all my whiskey and my pickup truck
To be in Nashville
I pray to God almighty just lift me up
I'd give Him all my money and my favorite drinking cup
All my guns all my whiskey and my pickup truck
To be in Nashville
I know in my heart there's a God up there
Won't you have some mercy
Hear my prayer
Cause I don't wanna be anywhere
Except Nashville