So we drove from the coast down the long country roads Found a cabin to rest, local wine we request And we spent most that day in my white 98 Singing loud, knowing we had a lot left to see Im going back Crossed the line, another state, sun beats down on our face Had the good flow of tunes, Keepin us moving through Goodnight Tex, stay the same, never lost wed proclaim Traveled far, still had more, 100 miles to the French quarter Were going back So call me what you will Cant and wont sit still Im not running away from anything Im running towards it all City that never sleeps must make time for a dream Though I wont be around, swear I wont let you down