The sun's goin' down on those little white lines

There's a whole lot of home sick, 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...