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  1. 4-4-2

From the recording The Good Ol' Days

Lyrics

[VERSE 1]
Alarm clock screaming, I hit snooze six times
Gray hairs showing up like warning signs
Been working too hard for too little pay
Ain’t selling my soul for another damn day
Pulled on my jeans, grabbed my keys off the shelf
Looked in the mirror, barely recognized myself
Walked out the door, felt the sun on my face
And said, “Hell with this job — I’m leaving this place”

[PRE-CHORUS]
Thumb on my phone, heart beating like a drum
Typed out a message — time to finally run

[CHORUS]
Got the 4‑4‑2 in fourth, engine screaming like it’s alive
Flying down the highway, time to tell this place goodbye
Heading for the coastline, chasing heat and sun
Cold beer, long nights, and no sleep till we’re done
Got the 4‑4‑2 in fourth, and I’m taking back my life
Rolling toward the daylight, leaving all this shit behind

[VERSE 2]
Hit the open road with the windows down
Dust kicking up on the edge of town
Cheap motel neon waiting by the shore
Sand on the floorboards, boots by the door
Radio loud, horizon burning gold
Engine rumbling deep like it’s got a soul
Cooler full of bottles, long stretch of sky
Nothing but the road and the will to fly

[PRE-CHORUS]
Sun sinking low, but the fire’s still high
And the whole world fades as the miles slide by
Chorus

[CHORUS]
Got the 4‑4‑2 in fourth, engine screaming like it’s alive
Flying down the highway, time to tell this place goodbye
Heading for the coastline, chasing heat and sun
Cold beer, long nights, and no sleep till we’re done
Got the 4‑4‑2 in fourth, and I’m taking back my life
Rolling toward the daylight, leaving all this shit behind

[BRIDGE]
Salt on my skin and the night running long
Waves in the dark like a half‑finished song
No clocks, no calls, no deadlines to meet
Just the hum of the road and the sand and the heat

[FINAL CHORUS]
Got the 4‑4‑2 in fourth, and the world’s in my rearview line
Flying toward the coastline like I’m stealing back my time
Heading for the sunlight, chasing heat and fun
Cold beer, long nights, and no sleep till we’re done
Got the 4‑4‑2 in fourth, and I’m taking back my life
Rolling toward the daylight, leaving all this shit behind