Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pug Johnson
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Calvin Wayne Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pug Johnson
Producer
Ryan Johnson
Producer
Paul Walker
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Big Thicket's gone off the reservation
No hesitation or a doubt in her mind
When her screws get too tight
It's known that she might
Need a week or two alone to unwind
[Verse 2]
Starchild, he sat in his sorrow
And said, "I'll be stoned tomorrow today
'Cause I can't see what could possibly be
On her mind to make her leave me this way"
[Chorus]
I hear that crazy drives an Expedition
She's on a mission to make herself free
From a fool-hearted man who just won't understand
Why she had to get back to Waxahachie
[Verse 3]
It all started one night in Waxahachie
Ginger Billy was a blowing his horn
And the tune that he sang had a similar ring
To the one that she claimed as her own
[Verse 4]
Starchild was never the wiser
He was too busy with his head in the weeds
She left a blue-ribbon zero
For a red-headed hero
Tryna find the kind of loving she needs
[Chorus]
I hear that crazy drives an Expedition
She's on a mission to make herself free
From a fool-hearted man who just won't understand
Why she had to get back to Waxahachie
[Outro]
From a fool-hearted man who just won't understand
Why she had to get back to Waxahachie
From a fool-hearted man who just won't understand
Why she had to get back to Waxahachie
Written by: Calvin Wayne Johnson