Wild Mosey Lyrics

Chasin' that ole back drop

Runnin' through the black top

Aimin' past that graveyard

Findin' what that pain'll cost

Gunnin' down that two lane

Just to learn how much them tides change

If ya talkin' how that road was paved

Our sweet dear lovin mamas pray

Mosey through the open wild

Pick and grin to make each mile

Baby won't ya ease ya mind

Lord willin' we'll be alright

Shake & shiver till the mornin' light

We'll make it back t'that ole Georgia bight

Baby every tear we cry

We're savin' for that daggum Florida line

Fillin' up the money bags

With no reason to be lookin' back

Whiskey, smokes & crafty draft

We'll toast to love & love that last

Wake on up, keep on gettin' down

Till the saints come in with that trumpet sound

You could turn it up but we play it loud

Let 'em know we're out this town

Low beneath that desert sky

Them pack of coyotes always whine

If ya higher than that timberline

Them highways never save you time

Live a life that'll make 'em pray

Filthy, broke — yeah, the heathens way

If I die on this here switchback grade

Won't ya please make that swamp be my grave