We just left the bandstand
Carolina, 4 am
Packed and headed southward
I start the car again
The crickets break the silence
On the foggy road back home
Tired and counting street lamps
Tired, but not alone
CH:
The engines hot and the sun is rising
Were carving memories in the land
And even though were improvising
Its nice to know we're making plans
Standing in the check out
No scotch and steak tonight
Weve got enough for home made chicken
Lemonade and candlelight
Well wake up in the morning
Collect our nickels and our dimes
Fill up to a quarter tank
Leave our worried walkin blues behind
Bridge:
Rubbing elbows with the rich and well-behaved in our fine salvation army clothes
We dont have a dollar to spare but the good thing is that no one knows.
CH:
The engines hot and the sun is rising
Were carving memories in the land
And even though were improvising
Its nice to know we're making plans