I remember everything lying here awake
Way off of the interstate down 848
The devil saw those idle hands
And he knew just what to do
I could barely see the road ahead I only had eyes for you

I disengaged and whispered in your ear
This will be our year

Hidin' in those piney woods
We grew up nice and slow
Fumblin' through the undergrowth
Where the moon is scared to go
But East Texas has a dark side
And that darkness has a pull
Vices make you hungry
And you never can get full

But we made it out now we're in the clear
This will be our year

I remember everything like it was yesterday
Time will have its way
Time will have its way
I remember everything I wish I didn't though
Why do you have to go don't you know
This will be our year

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Writer(s): Ken Bethea, Murry Hammond, Philip Peeples, Rhett Miller