The sun's goin' down on those little white lines
There's a whole lot of homesick, ridin' shotgun on the passenger side
Oh, and what's up ahead is not quite clear
But everything she knew just keeps gettin' smaller in the rearview mirror

Any night, Chevrolet
The AC's busted, but the radio plays
As she flies on faith down the highway

Everybody says she's dreamin'
Call her crazy for believin'
Sometimes, all you really need is
Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

Maybe she'll find a little one-horse-town
Dip her toes in the sand on the edge of the ocean and put her roots down
Maybe bright city lights will call her name
Long as she's goin' somewhere, it don't matter to her either way

Everybody says she's dreamin'
Call her crazy for believin'
Sometimes, all you really need is
Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus

Everybody says she's dreamin'
Crazy for believin'
But all you really need is
Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus
She's leavin'
Chasin' down the taste of freedom
Sometimes, all you really need is
Fifty dollars and a dashboard Jesus
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

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Writer(s): Emily Marie Shackelton, Sara Haze, Victoria Wenonah Banks