'69 Corvette (feat. Mark O' Connor)

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
 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