Real Gone

Im American made but I like Chevrolet
My momma taught me wrong from right.

I was born in the South
Sometimes I have a big mouth
When I see something that I dont like

I gotta say it.

Well, weve been driving this road for a mighty long time

Paying no mind to the signs

Well, this neighborhoods changed
Its all been rearranged

We left that team somewhere behind.

Slow down, youre gonna crash,

Baby youre a-screaming its a blast, blast, blast

Look out babe, youve got your blinders on
Everybodys looking for a way to get real gone

Real gone.

Real gone.

But theres a new cat in town
Hes got high-faded friends

Thinks hes gonna change history

You think you know him so well
Yeah you think hes so swell
But hes just perpetuatin prophecy

Slow down, youre gonna crash,

Baby youre a-screaming its a blast, blast, blast

Look out , youve got your blinders on
Everybodys looking for a way

To get real gone

Real gone.

Real gone.

Real gone .

Well you can say what you want
But you cant say it round here
Cause theyll catch you and give you a whippin

Well, I believe I was right when I said you were wrong

You didnt like the sound of that

Now, did ya?

Slow down, youre gonna crash,

Baby youre a-screaming its a blast, blast, blast

Look out, youve got your blinders on
Everybodys looking for a way to get real gone

Well here I come and Im so not scared,
Got my pedal to the metal, got my hands in the air

Look out, you take your blinders off
Everybodys looking for a way to get real gone

Real gone.

Real gone.

Real gone.

Real gone.