[00:00.00] 作词 : Matt Friction
[00:00.36] 作曲 : Matt Friction
[00:00.72]The interstates and eighteen wheelers
[00:03.54]The sketches on the rest stop bathoom stalls
[00:06.39]I call her from a hotel pay phone so far from it all
[00:11.91]The odometer is hypnotizing
[00:14.88]The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles
[00:17.76]I wanna see the
[00:18.60]Nashville skyline
[00:20.04]If only for awhile
[00:22.98]Cause I heard about the party last night
[00:26.28]I heard that there were drugs and fist fights
[00:28.83]When all I see are miles of streetlights
[00:31.38]That's when
[00:31.98]I miss home
[00:33.69]So I try to forget but
[00:36.90]I die inside every time
[00:39.03]I miss it
[00:39.51]Cause you're still three shy
[00:41.40]Don't you forget it's not a party when we're gone
[00:44.97]And if the cops come by have a drink and tell them this one's for the boys
[00:50.61]And I will try to forget that
[00:53.67]I'm gone A thousand miles until the ocean
[00:59.85]Casinos sit a couple miles ahead
[01:02.97]The city's in the rearview mirroi,
[01:05.31]Tennessee's in bed
[01:07.50]Now I'm drinking at the
[01:09.54]Blackjack table
[01:11.55]A cigarette is hanging from my lips
[01:14.34]My head is spinning round in circles as
[01:16.98]I take a sip
[01:19.59]Cause I heard you split a cab home last night
[01:22.86]I hope you found your way home alright
[01:25.62]Cause underneath a sea of bright lights
[01:28.02]I feel alright here

作词 : Matt Friction
作曲 : Matt Friction
The interstates and eighteen wheelers
The sketches on the rest stop bathoom stalls
I call her from a hotel pay phone so far from it all
The odometer is hypnotizing
The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles
I wanna see the
Nashville skyline
If only for awhile
Cause I heard about the party last night
I heard that there were drugs and fist fights
When all I see are miles of streetlights
That's when
I miss home
So I try to forget but
I die inside every time
I miss it
Cause you're still three shy
Don't you forget it's not a party when we're gone
And if the cops come by have a drink and tell them this one's for the boys
And I will try to forget that
I'm gone A thousand miles until the ocean
Casinos sit a couple miles ahead
The city's in the rearview mirroi,
Tennessee's in bed
Now I'm drinking at the
Blackjack table
A cigarette is hanging from my lips
My head is spinning round in circles as
I take a sip
Cause I heard you split a cab home last night
I hope you found your way home alright
Cause underneath a sea of bright lights
I feel alright here