Story Behind The Song
This one was created jamming with Phil and Larry, feeling the influences of Memphis and highways wanting to write an American song.
Song Description
Americana/blues driven folk rock road song, ending in tragedy.
| Song Length |
2:38 |
Genre |
Country - Rock, Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Restless, Troubled |
Subject |
Cars, Crime, Theft |
| Similar Artists |
Bob Dylan, Jim Croce |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
she drove a nineteen sixty five baby blue mustang
such a little sweet ride such a little wild thing
mile after crazy mile flyin in the fast lane
flashin him a killer smile headed to a hot flame
red sky in the distance
black switchblade in his pocket
thumbing north from memphis
with a tarnished silver locket
she made such a pretty picture
he sure was gonna miss her
hey they had some good grass a quart of joe cuervo
lining methamphetamine listenin to rock and roll
stopped to rob a dry and clean fifty miles from kokomo
for some cigs and gas cash he said baby go go go go
red sky in the distance
black switchblade in his pocket
thumbing north from memphis
with a tarnished silver locket
she made such a pretty picture
he sure was gonna miss her
somewhere after midnight they crossed the georgia state line
slippin south to florida living on borrowed time
rain slick switch back two lane highway
he was going ninty-nine when he crossed the double line
red sky in the distance
black switchblade in his pocket
thumbin north from memphis
with a bloody silver locket
she made such a pretty picture
he sure was going to miss her