Sha la la la la Sha la la la la la la Driving in to Darlington County Driving out of Darlington County Me and Wayne on the Fourth of July Looking for some work on the county line We drove down from New York City Where the girls are pretty but they just

Now we're on the borderline But this is a strange frontier We're off the lines We're out of luck We're out of time People say it could never happen here Into the shadows From out of the light, Into the darkness

Straight out of line I can't find a reason Why I should justify my ways I don't need a reason You don't need to lie to me There's no reason There's no compromise Changing seasons

The big wheel keeps on turning On a simple line day by day The earth spins on its axis One man struggle while another relaxes There's a hole in my soul like a cavity Seems the world is out to gather just by gravity The wheel keeps turning the sky's

I'm a hard, hard workin man I got it all on the line For a peace of the promised land I'm burnin' my candle at both ends 'Bout the only way to keep the fire goin' Is to outrun the wind I'm a hard workin' man I wear a steel hard hat I can ride, rope,

I am the bonfire I live off your gasoline, gasoline You make me stronger, I'm going higher You make me stronger, you make me light up With the shade you throw on me, throw on me When you're mad Make it rain you're trying to put my fire out You feel

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

Chains on shining, you can see me riding You don't wanna find out, better off lying Cocaine lined up, secrets that I'm hidin' Baby, I'ma dive in, I don't put the time in Even if I try hard, I ain't gonna make it We ain't gonna make it, we ain't gonna

It's not how fast you can go The force goes into the flow If you pick up the beat You can forget about the heat More than just survival More than just a flash More than just a dotted line More than just a dash It's a test of ultimate will

Let a wind mill blow This dust out of my head Let a steeple ring Let a baby yell Give an old man grumble Lay a high boot heel Take a rail car whine I want to feel the wave beat hard against me