Getaway Car

I thought they had me up in Crown Point
 Like they had Johnny years ago
 I thought they had me surrounded
 There's one thing that they didn't know
 That I had me a plan
 I'm not as dumb as I look
 This bird ain't meant for caging
 I'm no ordinary dime store crook
 Tonight I'm bound for glory
 Drinking lightning from a jar
 I got a sweet little story
 About where the fallen angels are
 I gotta Getaway Car
 Seemed I was doing north of 90
 By the Mason-Dixon Line
 I had a road map of Rhode Island
 I was cornered in a corn field in Carolina
 Boxed in back in Branson
 Had a safe house in Tennessee
 I keep a Polaroid on the dashboard
 Of a baby boy, who looks a lot like me
 Tonight I'm bound for glory
 Drinking lightning from a jar
 I got a hangman in my head, my love
 A war in my backyard
 I gotta get away
 I gotta get away
 I gotta Getaway Car
 By this time tomorrow
 If the creek don't rise
 I'll be near the border of paradise
 Tonight I'm bound for glory
 Drinking lightning from a jar
 I got a sweet little story
 About where the fallen angels are
 I gotta get away
 I gotta get away
 I gotta Getaway Car