Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Six Market Blvd.
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Six Market Blvd.
Producer
Bart Rose
Producer
Lyrics
I figured I'd make my way back home
'Cause I'm sick of this weather and this damned old cold
If I could find a light for this wet cigarette
I'd forget about the road and this place I'm in, oh
Watching me make my own mistakes
And I wish I could break this windowpane
If you'd answer the phone, and keep your pride away
One shot, baby, this is what I'd say
And I'm finally finding myself
I wish you'd take this chance and give it hell
And if you still want me, let me know
Because I'm 14 miles from home
Sitting on the fence, 'cause my truck broke down
There's radiator fluid all over the ground
And luck is like a friend that speaks behind your back
But I ain't worried about things like that
Because I'm finally finding myself
I wish you'd take this chance and give it hell
And if you still want me, let me know
Because I'm 14 miles from home
And I'm addicted to the reason
Then believe it won't let it die
And I ain't worried about chance
And the driving part and I
Because I'm finally finding myself
I wish you'd take this chance and give it hell
And if you still want me, let me know
Because I'm 14 miles from home
And I got one more mile to go
Writer(s): Russell William Shahan
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