Go

We headed out of Kansas in a flatbed Ford
Just a couple hundred dollars, you an' me an' the Lord
We didn't know where we were goin'
We just knew we had to go
Anywhere was better than "Truvy's Hair and Nails"
An' workin' at a single pump Texaco

And maybe it's crazy and we should've planned better
Saved a little money from the little we'd made
Guess we shoulda waited for a better moment
Never taken that chance and played it safe
Sometimes you've got to dance with danger
An' sometimes you've got to face your fears
What's your life if you ain't gonna live it?
Nothing but a few short years
All right

Well, I got a job in Pittsburgh working in a steel mill
And if they hadn't gone busted, I guess we'd be there still
We had a desperate situation laying in our laps
Girl, I thought that you were kidding
When you looked at me and said
"Let's just throw a dart at that old road map"

And maybe it's crazy and we should've planned better
Saved a little money from the little we'd made
Guess we shoulda waited for a better moment
Never taken that chance and played it safe
Sometimes you've got to dance with danger
An' sometimes you've got to face your fears
An' what's your life if you ain't gonna live it?
Nothing but a few short years

Here we are by our little Coleman camper, dancing by the light of the KOA
Ain't it somethin' how we made it and we'd give it all back
Just to chase a promise of a brand new day?

And maybe it's crazy and we should've planned better
Saved a little money from the little we'd made
Guess we shoulda waited for a better moment
Never taken that chance and played it safe
Sometimes you've got to dance with danger
An' sometimes you've got to face your fears
An' what's your life if you ain't gonna live it?
Nothing but a few short years
A few short years
Yeah, baby

Writer : BOBBY TOMBERLIN, MEL JR. TILLIS
Copyright : Lyrics © MIKE CURB MUSIC , Universal Music Publishing Group