I hope you show up in that black dress
You know, that one you never keep on too long
I hope you're with me 'til my last breath
Like a record to the needle when they playing this song
You're the only one that could ever play me like I play this guitar
Baby I ain't dead yet, so go and and smash the pedal in this getaway car
Let's take it too far, too far
Too far, mhh

Raised on the west coast, but she's loving my country grammar
This that true romance, it's like Clarence and Alabama
Tarantino love stories, so dark and so beautiful
To ever find a love like this is so unusual
I know that you're feeling my vibe
Hop in this truck and let's ride
Don't give a fuck, I feel the rush
Let's roll one up and get high
City to city, baby, we gon' keep those tides turning
Look in your eyes mama, and I can see that fire burning

I hope you show up in that black dress
You know, that one you never keep on too long
I hope you're with me 'til my last breath
Like a record to the needle when they playing this song
You're the only one that could ever play me like I play this guitar
Baby I ain't dead yet, so go and and smash the pedal in this getaway car
Let's take it too far, too far
Too far, mhh

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Writer(s): David Stevens, Jack Fowler, Jason De Ford, Matthew Wallace, Ryan Nelson, Stuart Stapleton