We used to chase that Chattanooga freight Couple of kids in a Chevrolet
Catch a little air when we cross the tracks Sippin' on somethin' from a paper sack
You hang your shirt on that maple limb Slippin' through the moon to the river bend
Wasn't very long I was jumpin' in, jumpin' in I guess I'm still doin' now what I was doin' then
* Chasin' you like a shot of whiskey Burning going down, burning going down
Chasin' you like those goodbye taillights Headed west to anywhere out of this nowhere town
Chasin' that freedom, chasin' that feeling that got gone too soon
Chasin' that you and me, I only see in my rear view
Hell, I'm layin' here tonight holdin' someone new Still chasin' you, still chasin' you
You always used to talk about LA I heard you got as far as Santa Fe
Well, you know I tried to track you down I only got as far as get Guitar Town
Singin' about a girl I used to know, used to know
Well, you should know that I haven't given up I'm just on your radio
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