500 MPH

I’ve never been

To California in December

But it sure sounds nice

We can wear Hawaiian shirts and listen to

Christmas Carols

Try to keep our minds off

The return flight

Think of all we’d be missing

If i were home in Tennessee

In a cozy house full of instruments

My girl, my dog and me

At thirty thousand feet the cart moves

slowly down the aisle

I moved pretty fast to lose her

Five hundred miles an hour

Must have been pretty fast to lose you

Must have been going pretty fast

Must have been pretty to choose you

Must have been going pretty fast

Five hundred miles an hour

Five hundred miles an hour

The beverage cart moves slowly down the aisle

At five hundred miles an hour

Think of all we’d be missing

If i were home in Tennessee

Your empty eyes your bright blue skies

And your postcard palm trees

You will be staring at that horizon

Another lazy sun goes down

You can only be so patient

If i ain’t ever comin around

Must have been pretty fast to lose you

Must have been going pretty fast

Must have been pretty to choose you

Must have been going pretty fast

Five hundred miles an hour

Five hundred miles an hour

The beverage cart moves slowly down the aisle

At five hundred miles an hour

I just wanna see you again

I just wanna see you again

I just wanna see you again

I just wanna see you again

Five hundred miles an hour

Five hundred miles an hour

The beverage cart moves slowly down the aisle

At five hundred miles an hour

Five hundred miles an hour

Five hundred miles an hour

The beverage cart moves slowly down the aisle

At five hundred miles an hour