Transcribed by: Ryan Giesecke -------------------------------- Beginning: It was freezing cold in Dallas when I made my get away, I out ran a cold front, when I gave my truck the reigns Barrelin' down I-35 with one thought on my mind Forget the race, find an open space, leave that city far behind Chorus 1: Well hello there Austin, you look to be just fine Pardon me San Marcos, but I'm a' tryin' to make some time There's a storm in my rear-view, and a city on my nose There's a piece of mind in the straight-away, and there's comfort in the curves Verse 1: I didn't pull off in Von Ormy, like I norm'lly do I went on down to Devine town, I bought a 6-pack or two I glanced back across my shoulder, like a seventh season buck All I saw was a wall of clouds, I hopped back in my truck Chorus 2: Gutentoug, New Braunsvels, how are you today Hola, ol' San Antone, please stand out a' my way There's a storm in my rear-view, and a city on my nose There's a piece of mind in the straight-away, and there's comfort in the curves Guitar Solo: Verse 2: Well I, I know that mother nature will catch me in the end But I'll put some miles behind me before I turn to face the wind Now don't ya' leave that barn door open, not even just a crack If I see a hint of daylight, you'll never get me back Chorus 3: Well, hello ol' Batesville, you remember me And look out there La Pryor, but I'm coming through, can't you see There's a storm in my rear-view, and a city on my nose There's a piece of mind in the straight-away, and there's comfort in the curves Closing: I say I'm barrelin' down I-35 with one thought on my mind Forget the race, find an open space, leave that city, that damn old city far behind Leave that city way far behind