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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Steve Earle
Steve Earle
Vocals
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Pedal Steel Guitar
Emory Gordy Jr.
Emory Gordy Jr.
Bass
Harry Stinson
Harry Stinson
Drums
Ken Moore
Ken Moore
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steve Earle
Steve Earle
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Brown
Tony Brown
Producer
Emory Gordy Jr.
Emory Gordy Jr.
Producer
Richard Bennett
Richard Bennett
Associate Producer
Chuck Ainlay
Chuck Ainlay
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
There ain't a lot that you can do in this town
You drive down to the lake, and then you turn back around
You go to school, and you learn to read and write
So you can walk into the county bank and sign away your life
[Verse 2]
Now I work at the fillin' station on the interstate
I'm pumpin' gasoline and countin' out-of-state plates
They ask me, "How far into Memphis, son
And where's the nearest beer?"
And they don't even know that there's a town around here
[Chorus]
Someday, I'm finally gonna let go
'Cause I know there's a better way
And I wonder what's over that rainbow
I'm gonna get outta here someday
Someday
[Verse 3]
Now my brother went to college 'cause he played football
Well, I'm still hangin' round 'cause I'm a little bit small
Well, I got me a '67 Chevy, she's low and sleek and black
Someday, I'll put her on that interstate and never look back
[Chorus]
Someday, I'm finally gonna let go
'Cause I know there's a better way
And I wonder what's over that rainbow
And I wanna get outta here someday
I'm gonna get outta here someday
[Outro]
Someday
Someday
Written by: Stephen F. (Fain) Earle
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