Hayes Carll - Highway 87 lyrics

Highway 87 is a dangerous place to be When you pissed off all the local boys and your back's against the sea The cops all know your number Bars all know your name After six straight months of drinkin' boy, you're never gonna be the same And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't remember when I may not know where I'm goin' but I sure know where I've been The sheriff he just watches every move I make And one of these days he's gonna arrest me for all the time I take The local girls all act Like I just ain't their kind Paintin' on their precious nails and losin' their sweet minds And I've give half of Texas if I could find a friend I may not know where I'm goin' but I sure know where I've been Ahh the coast is disappearing as they line up on the beach Doin' all those little things that Sunday School don't teach Jim Beam by the fire, Cocaine in the stash Baseball bat on the floorboard shotgun on the dash And you might lose your mind go walkin' round the bend You may not know where you're goin' but you'll sure know where you been.