From the recording Home
Lyrics
Gasoline
Sweating in a cold hotel
Playing for passersby
Strumming for my nickels
Singing my heart for dimes
I pack up my bags and go
Count if I made enough
To put another gallon in the gas tank
Or even start it up
I don’t need much to move along
I’m running on gasoline
And dirt road dreams
Maybe one will take me where I need
With these star-filled eyes
Chasing spot-lit nights
Praying one might light the way for me
Take me gasoline
Take me gasoline
All applause is through
Drive time for me
Nothing but the rhythm
Of the road and the radio
Beneath my feet
I’ll run these highways down
Play for every stage I meet
Ask if one would be so kind
To leave the limelight on for me
Eyelids heavy
Need some sleep
Ain’t much time to rest your eyes
When you’re chasing dreams
I’m running on gasoline
And dirt road dreams
Maybe one will take me where I need
With these star-filled eyes
Chasing spot-lit nights
Praying one might light the way for me
To where I need to be
Take me gasoline
Only good sense I make
Is when I let this guitar play
Miles of fire made
To say what words can’t say
I ain’t good for much
Just this spark, there is
If fuel and fumes were made to burn
Then I was made for this
I’m running on gasoline
And dirt road dreams
Maybe one will take me where I need
With these star-filled eyes
Chasing spot-lit nights
Praying one might light the way for me
Take me gasoline
Save me gasoline
Sweet gasoline
Sweating in a cold hotel
Playing for passersby
Strumming for my nickels
Singing out my heart for dimes