Driving Home Lyrics

Driving slow, it�s piling up on the highway
But I can�t stop until I reach Cheyenne
The radio plays a sad song of forgiveness
My love for you it leads me on Diane

Chorus: Honey you know I never should have left you
Now I�m running home as fast as I can
And I shake, and I roll
I let the highway bathe my soul
This bucket of rust & me burning up the night
With your love and lady luck
Riding shotgun in my truck
In the dead of the night
I�ve never been more alive
Driving home

I don�t know what I thought
I�d find out in California
But I dang sure found out what ain�t there
They got Hollywood, redwoods and wine
But they ain�t got your green eyes or auburn hair
So with the hammer down
Gas tank on empty
Yeah I�m running on adrenaline and prayer

Chorus:

And baby hang on, my God I�ve missed you.
And now I�m burning up the highway to you.

Chorus:
I�m driving home

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