I got a bus 'fore I got a house 'cause
That's what dreams make you do
Hittin' them neon honky-tonks
To play a two-step or two
Two hundred days to a hundred towns
Bringing boots to a sawdust floor
While this six-string calls my name, baby
I'll be missing yours

Hang tight, honey, I'm a white line running
Down a dream on a long lost highway
Me and this band playing one night stands
For some fans getting straight up sideways
But baby, I miss your blue-collar kiss
Just one more day to get through
Hang tight, honey got a pocket full of money
And I'm headed straight home to you

Yeah, you can't hold me and I can't hold you
From two time zones away
When you're clocking out, yeah, I'm clocking in
Getting ready to hit the stage
Just know they're singing along to all them songs I wrote about you
And I'll be saving all my loving for you come Sunday afternoon

Hang tight, honey, I'm a white line running
Down a dream on a long lost highway
Me and this band playing one night stands
For some fans getting straight up sideways
But baby, I miss your blue-collar kiss
Just one more day to get through
Hang tight, honey, got a pocket full of money
And I'm headed straight home to you (woo)

Yeah (yeah)
I'm comin' home to you, baby

Hang tight, honey
Every good run comes to an end
Hang tight, honey
'Til I'm in your arms again

Hang tight, honey, I'm a white line running
Down a dream on a long lost highway
Me and this band playing one night stands
For some fans getting straight up sideways
But baby, I miss your blue-collar kiss
Just one more day to get through
Hang tight, honey, got a pocket full of money
And I'm headed straight home to you

Hang tight, honey, got a pocket full of money
And I'm headed straight home to you
I'm headed straight home to you
I'm headed straight home to you

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