Black Top White Lines

Well that rearview’s meant for something but it ain’t looking back
Fuzzy dice next to Jesus in her Pontiac
Well the police ain’t seen Jimmy in a week or two
What hole he’s in only she knows the damn truth

So it’s black top and them little white lines
Hid the shovel in the trunk with the homemade ‘shine
California bound Alabama behind
Black top and them little white lines

Well Jimmy made his last mistake when he raised that hand
Now he’s six feet under outside of Birmingham
Well Jimmy & the devil probably doing alright
And she’ll be in Hollywood by Saturday night

So it’s black top and them little white lines
Hid the shovel in the trunk with the homemade ‘shine
California bound Alabama behind
Black top and them little white lines

Killing a man’s illegal
But she’d done enough time
But letting Jimmy live
Well that felt like a crime