Too Much Joy - Song For a Girl Who Has One lyrics

I could go east I could go west I can't decide which way I like best The girl at Stuckey's her face was a mess I could think about you but I'd just get depressed Pa**ing on the right a kid shoots me hello And I'm somewhere in the middle of New Mexico I can't push this truck over 85 And I'll never get off this highway alive I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way again I could turn around, I could pick you up You could ride in my truck and I could show you lots of stuff I could go north or I could go south I can stop this car like I can shut my mouth I have yet to find a sure thing that I don't doubt I can't think of a thing I can safely think about Didja ever drive at night blaring Chemical Wire? And pa**ing station wagons with engines on fire? It's snowing in the desert and I don't understand Y'konw, I vote and I gloat but this land ain't my land I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way again If you were here I could look at your face My mind wouldn't race or maybe it would I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way again If you were here I could look at your face My mind wouldn't race, I wouldn't feel so out of place Down in Oklahoma and everybody wore hats They looked at me funny I got out of there fast I missed a girl by missing her cats I missed a guy with a sign that said "Mississippi Flats" I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way again If you were here my mind wouldn't race Maybe it would, I think that that's good I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way again I could turn around, I could pick you up You could ride in my truck and I could show you lots of stuff