Lyrics
Out of plates on the Tennessee line
Finding my way and losing my mind
Falling from grace under rhinestone eyes
Half a week away and no alibi
Highway 59 south of Birmingham
Starts to quench my thirst and push my pen
I'm keeping every word from underneath my skin
And doing my best at owning my sins
I'll deal from the bottom won't give it away
I've got this crazy feeling like my luck's gonna chance
I've got my mind set on some new air to breathe
I'm reclaiming my time renaming my streets
Eighty miles an hour headwind and heart first
I guess I've alway been thinning out my heard
My accent starts to weaken more with every word
A thrift store budget in a pearl snap shirt
I'll deal from the bottom won't give it away
I've got this crazy feeling like my luck's gonna chance
I've got my mind set on some new air to breathe
I'm reclaiming my time renaming my streets
I'll be alright don't worry about me
Highway 59 I'll be alright believe me