The Chase

Little bit of bourbon And a broken neon sign Once again I'm ridin shotgun To everything that's on my mind Just a bartender To tell my troubles to Well, I just haven't found a way to say I'm so in love with you If you could hear it in my voice See it on my face You left me with no choice but to leave you The Chase Lot 35 in the pourin rain Leopard skin suitcase and pocket of change Last I heard, she left for Dallas So I'm checkin every motel in sight This pickup truck, can't move fast enough (no) We had our problems and times are tough I just can't believe your leavin Over three words I couldn't say last night If you could hear it in my voice See it on my face You left me with no choice but to leave you A little Tequila And a broken neon sign Just a bartender Can tell you what was on my mind Said you could hear it in his voice See it on his face You left him with no choice but to leave you The Chase